When I graduated from Parsons School of Design, the dean at that time said I would never be a designer. Obviously I didn't listen.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I couldn't live if I wasn't a designer.
I didn't want to be a fashion designer, and for a good half of my career I didn't like it. I always wanted to do other things.
I never intended being a business person I wanted to be a fashion designer.
Never in my wildest dreams did I entertain the idea that I would become a fashion designer.
Since I was a child, everyone would ask me what I wanted to do when I grew up. Was I going to be a designer? It's as if there was a path drawn for me, and I could see, from where I was standing, exactly where it ended.
I didn't long to be a designer. I always liked fashion, but it was always a bit sleeping in me.
I wanted to be involved with fashion, though I didn't know what being a designer meant.
I was an absolutely untalented designer.
I never went to fashion school. I didn't know what a designer was. I knew I had something, but I didn't know what it was. And it could just have easily been nothing.
I did not have a big view of many designers until I got to high school.