Quotes About Fashion

After moving to New York, I started to love vintage shopping.

Hip-hop was my first real love, one that was my own and wasn't my parents' music. Initially, I was inspired by hip-hop fashion. Over the years, I kept the hip-hop sensibility, but make it my own.

I love anything vintage. And I love Marc Jacobs and shoes by Giuseppe Zanotti.

I'm a drugstore beauty girl, I love going to the drugstore and buying makeup.

I love seeing what people wear out to dinner in different cities. I know how differently I dress in New York than I do in Los Angeles.

Future hipsters will love me ironically.

I have a goofy side that impacts my clothing a lot. To that end, I love witty, colorful, prints.

I think that when you're 5'4" and 150 pounds and you love to chat and you have a blog about shopping, trying to maintain a tiny bit of mystery where you possibly can is not a bad thing.

I love everything special or unique. Sometimes I love girly clothes, sometimes I love strong boy looks. You never know what is the next look of Ming.

I love wearing trackies to lounge around the house in and the strange thing is, it doesn't matter how many new ones I get I still tend to feel most comfortable in my old ones.

I really love over-the-knee boots. I think they're super sexy and they're fun. And they're also very strong and empowering.

To have to be sexy? That I hate. To be outrageously sexy? That I love.

I'm very good at living out of a suitcase. I love dressing up every morning. It feels like a costume, in some ways.

I really love to resurrect pieces from my past collections and wear them to fashion week parties.

I got my first Charvet knit tie when I was 15. I actually stole it from my father. I love them because you can wear them day to night. They're French and preppy and have been around since the 1800s.

I love shoes. I am a shoe fanatic. I have a special closet in my home just for my shoes.

Language, never forget, is more fashion than science, and matters of usage, spelling and pronunciation tend to wander around like hemlines.

It was an odd situation. For a century and a half, men got rid of their own hair, which was perfectly comfortable, and instead covered their heads with something foreign and uncomfortable. Very often it was actually their own hair made into a wig. People who couldn't afford wigs tried to make their hair look like a wig.

Pantaloons were often worn tight as paint and were not a great deal less revealing, particularly as they were worn without underwear. . . . Jackets were tailored with tails in the back, but were cut away in front so that they perfectly framed the groin. It was the first time in history that men's apparel was consciously designed to be more sexy than women's.

For anyone of a rational disposition, fashion is often nearly impossible to fathom. Throughout many periods of history—perhaps most—it can seem as if the whole impulse of fashion has been to look maximally ridiculous. If one could be maximally uncomfortable as well, the triumph was all the greater. Dressing

Sumptuary laws, as they were known, laid down precisely, if preposterously, who could wear what.

Incidentally, our standard image of servants in black uniforms with frilly caps, starched aprons and the like actually reflects a fairly short-lived reality. Servants' uniforms didn't become routine until the rise of cotton imports in the 1850s. Before then the quality of clothes worn by the upper classes was so instantly and visibly superior to that of the working classes that it wasn't necessary to distinguish servants with uniforms.

For anyone of a rational disposition, fashion is often nearly impossible to fathom. Throughout many periods of history—perhaps most—it can seem as if the whole impulse of fashion has been to look maximally ridiculous. If one could be maximally uncomfortable as well, the triumph was all the greater.

paradise for people who look as if they have just stepped out of a Barbour catalogue.