“I’m still me even after all that’s happened.”

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 don’t believe anyone who says they don’t care what people say about them. Of course they bloody well do.

I can’t concentrate in flats.

I’m not worried about what’s in fashion, what’s not in fashion, what are the colors of the season. I go with my gut instinct because every time I haven’t it’s been a mistake.

Petals and thorns grew hand in hand, realizing themselves, the oneness in them didn’t seem afar!

The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.

Accept me for who I am because this all I can be.

I accept the things I cannot change.

Nothing easier than being who you are.

I always knew you loved the ocean from the way you dived in and out of me.

A very important but difficult piece of renewing relationships is accepting responsibility for our part in any conflict.

Accept the storm before you expect the rainbow.