The world needs some excitement from fashion.
I am not nostalgic for the past.
If you look back at the history of creativity in clothes - the French Revolution, the First World War and the Second World War - they have all been creative reinventions, the moment new forms of luxury come into play.
You need ego but mine is not blinding.
Perhaps I shouldn't have been influenced by the idea that my name could be spread across the entire world.
If I was a fashion designer just following trends or designing for celebrities, I would not be fulfilled.
I'd experienced the '40s and '50s by looking at my grandparents' old clothes, books, and magazines.
Going out in Paris was like going out in the '30s dressed like the Andrews Sisters. It was everything I'd seen in books at my grandparents' house, only it was our generation.
The notion of time bothers me. You look at thirty-year-old photographs and realize how the time has passed.
We all look for lost time.
There's always some kind of hidden logic.
Italy is a divided country without a center.
In Italy, the Milanese are well organized but follow bourgeois taste. They adhere to certain codes of elegance, but not to individualism.
They say that the best furniture and clothing design from the '50s and '60s is Scandinavian or Milanese.
But the Milanese have made bad choices, bad fashion, and bad jewelry.
I translated Beatles songs for my English class.
French design hardly exists, except as artificial modernism.
There are days when I'm completely depressed and able to do only one drawing.
The idea of seeing everybody clad the same is not really my cup of tea.
Since I was a child I've loved going to the opera, theatre and ballet.
