“Fame is not like a jacket. You can’t put it on and then take it off.”

I was never a natural. I got there in the end because I did believe that if you work hard enough, then you can achieve a lot.

When I’m lying in bed I think about the next collection. That makes me sound insane, doesn’t it? That I’m getting into bed with David Beckham and thinking about clothes.

My children and my husband make me smile. My work makes me smile.

I’ve always been a worker. I’ve never expected be given anything.

My dresses are for women of all different shapes and sizes. Actually, the one I tried on yesterday was the one Jennifer wore. And who’d have thought I’d be the same size as Jennifer Lopez!

I am a control freak. I am very hands on and pay attention to details.

It’s not healthy to be jealous.

Some wedges are great but you can look like your feet are encased in cement.

And while everybody was busy laughing, what was I doing? I was laying the foundation to what I have in place now.

My aim is to create the perfect dress!

I have no intention of ever working with the (Spice) girls again.

It’s such an old-fashioned attitude to make people feel like they’re not good enough for your clothes. That’s so negative and so old-fashioned and wrong.

I appreciate that young girls look up to me. And I take that very seriously.

Just as I love women, I love gay men. I always say it: inside me there is a gay man who wants to come out.

Red is a strong, happy, optimistic color, and I like having fun with it, you know? Like, when colors clash – I love that strangeness.

I want to reach as many women throughout the world as I can.

I was an overnight success all right, but 30 years is a long, long night.

Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.

I cannot repay my fans for what they have done for me, they have given me so much love and that love has taken me to the number 1 position where I am today, the only thing I can do for my fans is to never stop working.

It’s just amazing how many companies suddenly want you to hold up their products after you’ve held up the Stanley Cup.

Sex is not required to sell my film. My name is enough.

Films are getting expensive by the day. They are making more money by the day.

I just lead my life as naturally, as normally as I possibly can. But I can’t help it if controversy is hounding me day in and day out. I’m quite amazed sometimes by the way they go about it. I grow a beard and it lands up in the editorial in The Times of India.

If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?