“Girls do not dress for boys. They dress for themselves, of course, each other. If girls dressed for boys, they’d just walk around naked at all times.”

I never wanted to join fashion industry or being another Donna or another Dianne. I made clothes that I wanted to wear. I would cut, I would sew and I would wear, and it made me to feel better.

Love is a disease of the heartin the end, there is no treatment curable and it might just kill you.

I’m not the type of person who dwells too much on bad things.

You have to hold onto your fantasy.

Keep your sunny side up, keep yourself beautiful, and indulge yourself!

Just to see what a pink dress can mean to a woman, any woman, but a disabled woman, that’s extra special and thrilling because they shouldn’t be separated and their disabilities don’t have to separate them in anyway.

With over 3 million women battling breast cancer today, everywhere you turn there is a mother, daughter, sister, or friend who has been affected by breast cancer.

Hard times always lead to something great.

I hate to say it, but the truth is that the upscale line is where I get respect as a designer. The higher the price range, the higher the respect level from the industry, even though it’s much easier to make a great $500 dress than a great $100 dress.

It’s just been so heartwarming to see my clothes on people in wheelchairs and people needing physical support.

If a girl comes to me first for a prom or a bar mitzvah and she likes the way she looks and her boyfriend likes the way she looks, she’ll come back.

When you’re designing clothing, you really only have one point of focus, and that’s the body. But home is fabrics and furniture and floors and natural light. If fashion is a planet, home is more like a universe.

I was always dancing and acrobatics was my specialty.

At any appearance, I make sure that before the person takes a pic and runs away, that I make contact. All I can do is give that little bit of me, the kickback is miraculous.

If it hadn’t been for the rise of the working woman’s wardrobe, I never would have found the time to sneak a kid in.

I was a cheerleader for nine years.