Vivienne Westwood, a cento

The garment should say: ‘I am this’

A story of itself

It’s just so creative to put a sentence together

Greet me by ‘how lovely you are’ rather than ‘I like your hat’

I haven’t thought properly about dying

But if I were to write anything on my tombstone

It would be ‘The only revolution is culture’

Every time I speak to someone, I assume they understand

How easy it would have been not to lead this life

I could have been a schoolteacher

What you are given for free should not be owned

Love affairs go a long way to helping life pass you by

Behave according to the clothes

Forget yourself and you will become who you are

I am the centre of my look, like Chanel was

Punk was kids having a great time, but for what? I don’t know

If I go into a room and see Pamela Anderson looking incredible

I’m going to be delighted

The sun makes my skin itch when I’m on a bicycle

A nude is never really naked

I know exactly what I would like my legacy to be

Form is always becoming something else

I design for a world that doesn’t exist, you know, one like this but better