Quotes About Elegance

What's exciting for me is to make sure that people do still dress up - how do we do that in this fast-paced modern world, when we're all on the move and all so busy?

I would love to have my own fashion line. I love modest clothing that's still flirty.

I have found serenity at Monaco.

I always loved the style of Jean Seberg, Jane Birkin and Marilyn Monroe.

My mood board is archival images of Brigitte Bardot and Iman, and Naomi Campbell in the '90s.

I love a little darkness at the table with just enough light from IKEA white candlesticks. Seriously! They look elegant but are simple and unscented and create mood lighting.

I'm interested in beauty more than anything else.

Fashion is the most beautiful illusion you can have.

As for the French language, it's probably one of the most beautiful in the world. I speak a little bit and I can follow conversations, but I think it will take time to improve myself.

I think Edith Evans is the most marvelous actress in the world and she can look beautiful. People who aren't beautiful can look beautiful. She can look as beautiful as Diana Cooper, who was the most beautiful woman in the world.

Even the most beautiful legs - Marlene Dietrich's, for instance - look better when the kneecap is covered.

Halle Berry is and will always be one of the most beautiful women in the world.

When the 'Superfly' flies, it's the most beautiful thing in the world, brother.

It is difficult to see why lace should be so expensive; it is mostly holes.

Cate Blanchett. Judi Dench. Helen Mirren. Everything about them. Even their fashion choices. They're so with it and cool and women I admire. They take chances. They're chameleons. Everything that they do. They're also amazing mothers.

Today she wore a navy blue suit that deftly minimized a slight tendency to heft.

La gente era agradable de ver, sana y elegante, pero impaciente: parecían no estar satisfechos nunca.

As was usual in Tilling, the presence of the Wyses curbed the tongued and improved the manner of those around them...A silence generally fell on the company after Mr. Wyse had finished speaking, his language was so fine, so Augustan that it seemed a pity to defile its memory with effusions in the sugar tongue.

She was the kind of woman who always surprised you with the realization that she was just as lovely as you remembered, though it hardly seemed possible in her absence.

What was it like in there? Inside a daisy?" My answer: "Like a cathedral made of mathematics and honey.

I sold my elegant blackness to all those childhood ghosts and now they pay me for it.

How loose the silk. How fine and loose and free.

Dot wondered how she was to mention Phryne's habit of strewing her boudoir with beautiful naked young men. She could not think of a method of introducing the subject and decided to leave it to Phryne to cope with.

Amazement could go no further. If Phryne had ridden in on a unicorn he would merely have remarked on its elegant hocks and golden horn and suggested that she enter it weight for age at Felmington. Well, no, not a unicorn. Not Phryne. A dragon, perhaps. He was sure that she could tame a dragon.