I have always loved a hard-faced girl. I get that Alison Goldfrapp isn’t easy, and I like her belligerence. She’s deeply sexy and controlled, like a Strict Machine, and it seems to wind the b’jesus out of the women I know. On the outside, I watch and smile and will her on like a twisted silent maiden aunt in the dark corner.
The Oscars are a lot different when you are a nominee. You walk around with this big smile on your face, and everyone, even people who work for rival film companies, tells you they voted for you.
I thought, ‘It doesn’t matter what that woman is wearing,’ but then I realised actually it’s our job as designers to make women smile; to bring them the chocolate without the calories.
I’m not the athlete I was when I was training for the Olympics in ’92 or when I was working out every single day. I have to live in moderation: I work out three or four days a week, and I smile while I’m working out – I really do enjoy it. I work out with my girlfriends and make it a social competition.
When I first came to America, you know, I would look at the newsstands and see the women on the magazine covers. I had never seen anyone smile the way these girls smile! It’s like they have nothing to worry about!
‘Priced to sell’ – just the phrase makes me smile. When a dealer says all the items in his booth are priced to sell, he means he’s tagged them as aggressively as he can to get you to buy them. Don’t worry, though, I still haggle. You have to. That’s the point of a flea market.
I was so embarrassed about mispronouncing words. I just knew how to smile.