I wanted to create an extremely sexy fragrance that would turn a man's head.

I could never live without artwork. It's a constant inspiration.

No scent is more sensual or more memorable to me than musk.

For me, it is exciting to see a woman take a chance and wear something out of the ordinary.

Because I'm so hands on here at work and always looking at fabrics you have to be mobile and as comfortable as possible.

Don't you think that a lot of designers get into fashion because they have something about themselves that they don't like?

You may grow very quickly the first two years and then watch the business decline, unless you really start selling product at any price range with various degrees of quality.

I never work with one inspiration in mind. I like to take things from everywhere and piece it together. It's never a theme or a trick.

Latin men love Latin women, it is part of the culture, we celebrate women in a very special way and I think that is present in my work. I do it by making them beautiful, sensual.

I realize that I live in the same environment that I did when I was a kid, but with less junk and better art.

I must have the sun and warmth. I need to be in the sun - I'm a true island baby.

Compassion is not complete if it does not include oneself.

Put your f***ing finger down now before I break it off.

Most persons have died before they expired - died to all earthly longings so that the last breath is only as it were the locking of the door of the already deserted mansion.

I wanted to be myself. Only myself.

The way to avoid evil is not by maiming our passions, but by compelling them to yield their vigor to our moral nature.

What have you done for YOURSELF this year to create a better life?

I came into the industry at a time when there weren't a lot of choices to what you could do.

Slade was never pretentious. It was just music to them. Pop, rock, soul....it was all the same to Slade. They wrote great songs. And, besides, I'd like to raid their wardrobe.

Silence is deeply important in all of our lives.

It may well be that the pictures of Courbet, Manet, Monet and their like contain beauties which escape the notice of such old romantic heads as ours, already streaked with silver threads.