Quotes About Luxury

My favorite snack is caviar.

I'm a danger to myself and others in expensive, designer shops, as they send me giddy with excitement, causing me to snap up all manner of silly things.

I don't think of myself as just a rapper. But overspending on sneakers? That's a real rapper thing to do.

Food is the only snobbery allowed. Imagine pulling up in your expensive car alongside somebody at the lights with a cheap car and saying, 'Is that all you've got?' But people do it with food.

My goal is: I'm not trying to be snobby, but my clothes are not for everyone, not for every Hollywood celebrity. There is a designer for everyone, and a celebrity for every designer.

I could, like some of the meat we were cooking, relax into it, clear my mind of competing desires & give myself over to the work... This time became a kind of luxury. And that is precisely when I began to truly enjoy the work of cooking.

It seems to me that all these factors—from the industrialization of our food to the belief that cooking for our family is a chore rather than a fundamental luxury with unrecognized benefits for the people we love—are directly responsible for our food-related diseases and illnesses, and what will ultimately drive our need to turn our food confusion into knowledge and our anxiety into assuredness.

Why, the top-notch gentleman visits his hatter every few days just to have his hat ironed!

From the point of view of wealth, there is no difference between need, comfort and pleasure

Sweetly, albeit hoarsely and with a burr, the girl started singing something scarcely comprehensible, but, judging by the women's faces in the stalls, very seductive: Guerlain, Chanel no 5, Mitsuko, Narcissus noir, evening dresses, cocktail dresses..

Pannica, grasejuj?c, od?piewa?a s?odko, aczkolwiek z chrypk? w g?osie, co? niezupe?nie zrozumia?ego, ale s?dz?c po twarzach kobiet na widowni, musia?o to by? co? nader n?c?cego: -Guerlain, Mitsuko, Narcisse Noir, Chanel numer pi??, suknie wieczorowe, suknie koktajlowe...

sterlet in a silvery chafing dish, sterlet slices interlaid with crayfish tails and fresh caviar? And eggs en cocotte with mushroom purée in little dishes? And how did you like the fillets of thrush? With truffles? Quail à la génoise?

Whenever I'm in sync with the trends, it's always an accident. I still love wearing clothes I've had for ten years. I think understated luxury is the chicest thing.

Of course I love leather, and I love stingray. So combining the two and adding those gold elements - I always love a great gold accessory.

Today is truly the Golden Age: gold buys hornor, gold procures love

I love crispy, cool sheets.

I love going shopping.

I love flinging everything I buy behind me onto the back-seat of the car: it's always full of packages when I travel, when I leap in my car!

I love fruit, when it is expensive.

I do love the Waldorf-Astoria, though. You know, I hear that from the doorstep you can see all the way to the Russian tea room.

I don't love the word luxury because it feels Bougy to me.

For youth, sexual love is whim; for the aged, luxury.

I love luxury, I love the high life, and I have to foot the bills - I have received practically nothing from my marriages and relationships.

I have a Damien Hirst spot painting which I love. It has pride of place over my dining-room table.