Good taste is death. Vulgarity is life.

I designed the miniskirt that caused so much havoc in the Sixties -- the miniskirt that was such fun but has travelled well to today.

I long for my garden to be complete. Working in it is one of my joys, but it will never be finished because it's forever changing with the seasons.

Fashion is a tool... to compete in life outside the home.

Fashion is a tool? to compete in life outside the home. People like you better, without knowing why, because people always react well to a person they like the looks of.

London style is individual.

I absolutely adore cows. They're the most fascinating, gentle and beautiful animals. Their eyes are so amazing. I have ten that live on the land around my house. I love to talk to them. There are few things better than falling asleep in a field and being woken up by an inquisitive cow.

One thing I longed to do was to design a complete look, from head to toe, so I started a make-up line in 1966.

My favourite Nice restaurant is in the market. It's open mainly for the market people, and shuts in August.

In America, they never make anything without first having a market survey to ask the public what they want. People only ask for things they already know about, so you don't get anything new that way. That's why American fashion is stuck.

I used to start re-arranging my school uniform, hitching up my skirt to be more exciting-looking.

Jean Shrimpton was the most beautiful of all the models I have known. To walk down the King's Road, Chelsea, with Shrimpton was like walking through the rye. Strong men just keeled over right and left as she strode up the street.

People call things 'vulgar' when they are new to them. When they have become old, they become 'good taste.'

I liked masculine fabrics: Prince of Wales checks, city pinstripes, and flannels -- worn with black tights, flattish shoes.

The whole 1960s thing was a ten-year running party, which was lovely. It started at the end of the 1950s and sort of faded a bit when it became muddled with flower power. It was marvelous.

I can't imagine not working, really. I just think work's more fun than fun.

Of course I remember everything I've ever worn.

I love restaurants, and I love cooking.

The fashionable woman is sexy, witty, and dry-cleaned.

I remember one day, when things were going frightfully well, I went to buy myself a really smashing car. I asked them to show me a Porsche with an automatic gearbox, and the salesman called over all the other salesmen, and they stood around absolutely roaring with laughter.