Sometimes I want to party, sometimes I want to fight and sometimes I want to cry.
The way that people dress makes them part of an army, dressed in their own uniform, determined to do something
I am thrilled to become International Vogue Editor at Condé Nast International, which has a real commitment to journalistic excellence, and to have the opportunity to write for a wider global audience through the Vogue websites.
My style has always been to choose the charming and quirky.
The most powerful element is that a designer has to reflect the times. So often you can only sense a change, and not really understand until much later its significance.
The Romanovs are overtaken by the Indian Maharajahs as American heiresses pick over the carcasses of fallen Empire.
The clothes that fire up my emotions are colorful and different pieces. My eye still picks out gilded-cloque glamour from among Burberrys streamlined trench coats or a hand-printed coat from Dries Van Noten.
We seem to be paying some of our employees an awful lot of money.
We should not allow fear or anxiety to stop us from doing something. If you think through something well and prepare thoroughly, you can do a lot of things you think you can't.
Enough with the slaughters. Enough with the violence. Enough with the hatred in Iraq!
Do not mistake me. I am not yet weak enough to yield to fearful imaginings, which are almost as absurd as illusions of hope, and are certainly harder to bear. If I must deceive myself, I should prefer to stay on the side of confidence, for I shall lose no more there and shall suffer less.