It's empowering for women to have some tricks up their sleeve to help them look their best.

Style is a deeply personal expression of who you are, and every time you dress, you are asserting a part of yourself.

Nothing is more alluring to a man than a woman who looks good in her jeans.

Style comes from knowing who you are and who you want to be in the world; it does not come from wanting to be somebody else, or wanting to be thinner, shorter, taller, prettier.

I'm very classic and structural. I love clean lines and interesting, modern details. But I'm all about being streamlined - less is more.

Some girls on the street don't have a lot of money, but they have the best style. It's not about being able to buy everything in the store.

She who dies with the most stilettos wins.

Style is about fun. True style is not about having a closet full of expensive and beautiful things - it is instead about knowing when, where, and how to utilize your collection.

Fashion is expensive. Style is not. Some of the most stylish girls I know are certainly not the wealthiest.

Like most people, I've grown a lot more sophisticated in my style choices. I know myself and what suits me better now than I did when I was much younger and feel more comfortable in my own skin.

Style is like a muscle: you have to exercise it regularly or you'll lose it.

Life becomes easier and more beautiful when we can see the good in other people.

Shoes are like society. Once in awhile they have to replace the worn out souls.

Rule #1: Writing is for the creative brain. Editing is for the critical brain. Separate them appropriately.

Alternatives and particularly desirable alternatives grow only on imaginary trees.

I don't write. I usually look for material by other people. Sometimes I change things or adapt things but I don't write from scratch. I wish I had that ability.

To me, food is a representation of your soul.

I'm not really a flirt; I just try to be myself.

The correction of silence is what kills; when you know you have transgressed, and your friend says nothing, and avoids your eye.

Basically, people are never happy enough because they want more money

Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye.