In a Balenciaga you were the only woman in the room - no other woman existed.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I never thought I was the most beautiful model out there or the most sexy woman, but I was a hard worker.
There weren't many women ahead of me.
Balenciaga did the most delicious evening clothes. Clothes aren't delicious any more.
It was a woman's bedroom, actually a boudoir, and no man belonged in it except by invitation.
I wasn't the prettiest girl in class. No breasts, short legs, gangly teeth. I didn't think I was model material, that's for sure.
Every woman is not a runway model, nor should she be.
The astronauts who came in with me in my astronaut class - my class had 29 men and 6 women - those men were all very used to working with women.
There is only one woman in the world. One woman, with many faces.
I owe my career to Latina women. I was surrounded by the amazing group: my mother, my aunts, my extended family. They didn't necessarily have access to high fashion, but they had great style and looked stunning naturally at every age.
I don't think the woman in French 'Vogue' was an object. She was always a real woman.