I'm much more of a Leo than I am a Cancer.

I have my mantra about silhouette, proportion, and fit. I believe that when they are in harmony and balance, you’ll look great in anything.

If I had to choose a single destination where I'd be held captive for the rest of my time in New York, I’d choose the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

You can be too rich and too thin, but you can never be too well read or too curious about the world.

I don't know why I've always been so captivated by architecture.

Life is not a solo act. It's a huge collaboration, and we all need to assemble around us the people who care about us and support us in times of strife.

If you have to ask if a clothing item is a dress or a top, it is always a top.

Take the high road. No matter how much strife, and consternation, frustration and anger you might be confronted with - don't go to that level.

Leggings are everywhere, indeed. Personally, I'm not crazy about them, but they can look great with the right look, a tunic, for instance, or a long cardigan. Just don't try to dress them up!

I want to say to anyone who works in a drone workplace, raise the bar! There's no reason why you have to dress to the lowest common denominator.

The clothes we wear send a message about how the world perceives us.

Once you know what you want in life...Like a magnet you attract the resources necessary to manifest the world you desire.

We have confident

Die? I should say not, dear fellow. No Barrymore would allow such a conventional thing to happen to him.

We can never prove that we are free or integrate our freedom in any way into our objective conception of the causal order of nature.

Mean people are really just sad people. They hurt others because they are hurting. Every person is born beautiful, and much of the ugliness in others was put inside of them by other hurting people.

I pride myself on having a journalistic remove.

Always be mindful of the kindness and not the faults of others

A lot of guys just got off the flight yesterday. There's no excuses but that's the reality.

The soul is timeless and nonlocal.

For by my glee might many men have laughed, And of my weeping may something have been left, Which must die now.