Colour disturbs people. I am confident in black, not in light. This dark side of life is attractive to me forever and from the beginning. I am a lazy designer when it comes to colour.

Clothing doesn’t lie, it shows everything.

Beautiful things are disappearing every day.

I feel like I have become a living fossil in the fashion world. Without even noticing it, in my own collection I have moved away from the street style.

With my eyes turned to the past, I walk backwards into the future.

Fashion is only complete when it is worn by ordinary people who exist now, managing their lives, loving and grieving.

At a certain point, I stopped seeing my clothing worn by people on the streets . . . It seemed like they were being treated as museum items.