Just listen to the material. What is it going to say? Just wait. Probably the material will tell you something.

I think perfection is ugly. Somewhere in the things humans make, I want to see scars, failure, disorder, distortion.

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

If you feel strongly about someone, go up to them. Pursue what you want in life. Why be shy about something like that?

I exist here, now. I'm not much interested in the future. Or, more precisely put, I do not believe in the future. To exaggerate a little, I have no faith that I will still exist tomorrow or the day after. What is more, I absolutely detest retrospection. That dislike is balances only by my desire to make my way back home as quickly as possible.

In order to create an image almost similar to that of a pencil case standing up and walking, I try to eliminate all excess by cutting. I have the feeling that this process (of "cutting off") is linked in some way to "elegance". Elegance and so-called "eliminating excess", or the beauty that remains after excess has beeen eliminated...

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.