They were enormously chic. My father was very chic. My mother was a heavy woman and she wore wonderful, bright colors, and pajamas, but when she was in town or in New York City or in Paris, she would wear navy blue or black. But there was a flamboyance to both of them.

I also had a huge crush on William Holden. I would go to see William Holden's movies alone - I didn't want to be with anybody. I just wanted to be with him.

I will never get tired of looking at works by Pablo Picasso. I will never get tired of looking at work by Francis Bacon or Henry Moore or Francisco Goya. You cannot tire of the work these people have made because you can look it over and over again - the same thing - and always see something different.

Style doesn't have seasons.

I love street, adore street. Life is about mixing things and to be divine in the streets. Voila!

I think that there are people who go to the best stores, and they have money, so money is no object, but they can't find a pretty dress - and I think that's their problem because the dresses are out there somewhere. So I think the answers to these questions lie somewhere in there.

You can squint and see something else, or something will come forward in the paint. You'll always see something else.