It pains me physically to see a woman victimized, rendered pathetic, by fashion. I never like to think that I design for a particular person. I design for the woman I wanted to be, the woman I used to be, and – to some degree – the woman I’m still a little piece of. Today, I’m very happy about myself, because I realized my dreams. I learned how to understand what people want. Design is a series of creative choices – it’s a collaborative effort, an evolutionary process. You choose your fabrics depending upon what you want to say, then you work with mills to get those fabrics. Through the process, you realize what you want it to be. You can hide so much behind theatrics, and I don’t need to do that any more.
I love you if you love me. Today, I’m very happy about myself, because I realized my dreams. I learned how to understand what people want. I have my favourite fashion decade, yes, yes, yes: ’60s. It was a sort of little revolution; the clothes were amazing but not too exaggerated. My customers are successful workingwomen. People said making clothes inside out was not proper. I disagreed, because clothes that are inside out are as beautiful as a cathedral.
I’m a fashion designer and people think, what do I know? You can’t just buy things for the label – it’s ridiculous. I remember walking the dog one day, I saw a car full of teenage girls, and one of them rolled down the window and yelled, ‘Marc Jacobs!’ in a French accent. A woman has the age she deserves. Fashion is made to become unfashionable.