Quotes About Fashion

I do miss my hair because I used to do so much stuff with it, but I do like different levels of short. I had a super short pixie before, and I loved it.

I love New York street style. Guys and girls in New York know how to dress, and I just think it's super cool, you know.

Fashion allows you to experiment and express yourself even if you are not superb with clothes.

I'm a designer, and I work very hard at that. People sometimes want to put down fashion by saying it's frivolous or superficial, but it's not that way at all. It's actually very hard work.

I'm a country girl. The more big cities I go to, the more fashionistas and designers I meet who want to dress me, the more I have all these kind of superficial but amazing experiences, the more I just realize that I'm from Gloucestershire.

Fly-in, fly-out curating nearly always produces superficial results; it's a practice that goes hand in hand with the fashion for applying the word 'curating' to everything that involves simply making a choice - radio playlists, hotel decor, even the food stalls in New York's High Line Park.

Modeling is so... not superficial. Well, I guess it is. But it's boring.

In the end, I'd rather wear a nice dress, and if someone is not going to take me seriously, that's so superficial.

The fashion world is 10,000 times more superficial than the art world. Fashion people are so much crazier than art-world people. They are constantly trying to leech from the art world, but they will never be able to do what we do.

I used to look at fashion from a superficial standpoint, and I can admit now that I wasn't so nice of a person.

The sense of being perfectly well-dressed gives a feeling of tranquility that religion is powerless to bestow.

Fashion, in Crisp's view, is the art of denying one's individuality in order to adopt the uniforms and dictates of culture, as determined by people who have never met you, and do not care whether you exist. The implicit goal is to cover your imperfections and become something you are not: a person who is acceptable in the eyes of others. A pleasing shell with no discernible interior. In Crisp's words, "Fashion is what you adopt when you don't know who you are.

uses your life to fashion you for his purpose, using all the threads within his reach?

She walked with measured steps, draped in striped and fringed cloths, treading the earth proudly, with a slight jingle and flash of barbarous ornaments. She carried her head high; her hair was done in the shape of a helmet; she had brass leggings to the knee, brass wire gauntlets to the elbow, a crimson spot on her tawny cheek, innumerable necklaces of glass beads on her neck; bizarre things, charms, gifts of witch-men, that hung about her, glittered and trembled at every step.

Principles won't do. Acquisitions, clothes, pretty rags-rags that wouldfly off at the first good shake.

one of those men who choose their opinions like their clothes according to the fashion

Perhaps part of the uncanny allure of fashionable clothing resides in the paradoxical impact of its expressiveness: the act of covering up with mere dead matter--cloth, fur, leather, or even metal when it is ingeniously shaped to the purpose--appears to reveal something magical about the life inside.

I leave the world in terrible turmoil. I come back, same turmoil. Nothing at all different. Well, outfits are a little different...

Did he happen to select a color too? Blue. Blue? Victoria burst out, prepared to do physical battle for white. Madame nodded, her finger thoughtfully pressed to her lips, her own hand plunked upon her waist. Yes, blue. Ice blue. He said you are glorious in that color-'a titian-haired angel,' he said Victoria abruptly decided ice blue was a lovely color to be married in.

Eat it or wear it

Now that's my point about my mother. I mean, if she understands so much about me then why couldn't she understand that I had to wear loafers without socks?

McCarthy in his typical wild swinging fashion, with no regard for facts but with a hold on his audience that is frightening

Wear or wrap?

I wear the skirt with boots and a loose white sweater. I have to pick a dozen cat hairs off it. Minka must have been sleeping in my sweater drawer. When I forget to close my dresser drawers she hops right in and makes herself at home.