Quotes About Fashion

Oooooh this shirt looks good! *Checks price tag* 'Never mind...'

Your clothes should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to show you're a lady.

Confidence is your best accessory, never leave home without it.

Nothing says you're a cool dude more than a tribal tattoo...

Oh you wear sunglasses inside? It must be sunny on planet cool.

Admit it, we all feel cool when we walk around the mall with tons of shopping bags in our arms.

That depressing moment when you find a shirt you really like and they don't have your size.

Fake is the new trend and everyone seems to be be in style.

Fake is the lastest trend and everyone seems to be in style!

The day I talk about heels being the best thing ever, I want someone to hit me.

Being a girl is the best, we can wear guys clothes. If they wear ours, they get funny looks.

Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening.

I never worry about diets. The only carrots that interest me are the number of carats in a diamond.

Say what you want about long dresses, but they cover a multitude of shins.

I've no time for broads who want to rule the world alone. Without men, who'd do up the zipper on the back of your dress?

Goodness, what beautiful diamonds!' 'Goodness had nothing to do with it'.

well. The term "frocky" was used a lot as a derogatory description for women that Eileen and Stephanie thought were dressing just to please male egos. Yet

The gown rustles and slides around her, speaking a glossolalia all of its own, the silk moving against the rougher nap of the underskirts, the bone supports of the bodice straining and squealing against their coverings, the cuffs scuffing and chafing the skin of her wrists, the stiffened collar hooking and nibbling at her nape, the hip supports creaking like the rigging of a ship. It is a symphony, an orchestra of fabrics, and Lucrezia would like to cover her ears, but she cannot.

They call to one another in their particular argot: pure Home Counties cut with Teen American. A lot of yips, heys, elongated vowels. They swing bags through the air. Hair is flicked, stroked, tossed. Trousers are worn tight but low; shoes unlaced. The females link arms with their chosen peers; the males perform mock violence upon those they recognize as their tribe.

mine was white organdie with an orange-blossom trim and I didn't want the holly to tear it so she carried the wreath. She cared little for her dress. Scarlet velvet, she'd wanted. Crimson. But she got burgundy taffeta. And she said it didn't fit properly, the seams weren't straight and even I could see that but such things mattered so much to her that

About half my designs are controlled fantasy, 15 percent are total madness and the rest are bread-and-butter designs.

Some people just use beautiful things to just shop or to have a tribal feeling - 'Oh, blah, blah, blah, I'm wearing Hermes blah, blah, blah, I'm wearing Saint Laurent blah-blah blah' - because it's like a need, a tribe, recognition: 'Ahh, my Rolex.' But I run away from anything which is too recognizable - it's my nature.

If I was a woman, I would be dressed in the same thing for a month and just change my hat and gloves. Maybe my shoes too yes, I see what you mean but, really, it's jewels that change an outfit.

The imprint of Miss Hepburn is absolutely, totally present. Like it or not, she will be the most important look of the twentieth century.