I have a love-hate relationship with white silk.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I have always had a relationship with clothes.
I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.
I'm the kind of person whose clothes are all hung up and color-coordinated, to the point where my whites don't touch my creams.
There's this label called Neurotica by these sweet girls that have given me some lovely things to wear, and we might collaborate on making a little piece. They're really lovely, and I think they've been quite inspired by me in turn.
I have a lot of Breton striped top and silk shirts that always feel good. I also like things with a masculine edge and dislike anything too girly.
I have a dining room done in different shades of white, with white cushions embroidered in yellow silk: the effect is absolutely delightful and the room beautiful.
I love a black wedding dress.
I think I have a pattern of nice and lovely and then dark and twisted.
I once tried to make lace - which has been a great obsession of women - unsexy. And I achieved it.
I have had a love-hate relationship with my body.