Girdles and wire stays should have never been invented. No man wants to hug a padded bird cage.

I always loved advertising. If I hadn’t been in fashion, I’d have been in advertising.

I would like to be a one-man multinational fashion phenomenon.

Liverpool people are famous for liking clothes and fashion; they are very social and lively people, and we know that they like clothes.

I love ripped jeans! They are flattering. I’m very petite, so I think they make my butt look lovely.

Dignity, and even holiness too, sometimes, are more questions of coat and waistcoat than some people imagine.

I still derive immense pleasure from remembering how many hod-carrying brickies were encouraged to put on lurex tights and mince up and down the high street, having been assured by know-it-alls like me that a smidgen of blusher really attracted the birds.

I didn’t like the way I looked in pictures – when I saw myself on a digital camera, I was like, ‚Eesh.‘

Fashion is merely an opinion. And I’ve got a lot of opinions.

Great men are seldom over-scrupulous in the arrangement of their attire.

I can tell you all kinds of moral tales, but fashion and reality are vaguely different.

I wanted to be a skinny little ballerina but I was a voluptuous little Italian girl whose dad had meatballs on the table every night.

A women who doesn’t wear perfume has no future.

I like to be able to wear something that is appropriate for wherever the day takes me: to work, on a hike and then out to dinner. I like to take the formality out of the day’s schedule and be ready for any off-road detour.

Fashion is one thing, but style is another.

I get naturally uncomfortable when I’m put under a magnifying glass.

I don’t feel comfortable defending my clothes. But if you’ve got the money to afford them, then buy something from me. Just don’t buy too much.

I wouldn’t wanna go out not looking like the Dolly people have come to know, because I’ve come to know her that way, too.

I wasn’t a pretty girl. I was six feet tall at 15, you know.

There is much to support the view that it is clothes that wear us, and not we, them; we may make them take the mould of arm or breast, but they mould our hearts, our brains, our tongues to their liking.

I started wearing Ugg when I was, like, 13 or 14, in high school, and my mom got me a pair for Christmas one year.

Everybody looks like clones and the only people you notice are my age. I don’t notice anybody unless they look great, and every now and again they do, and they are usually 70.

My performance outfits are very Marie Antoinette, sparkly corsets… and full skirts. And then we do another look that’s ’50s-inspired. Poufy skirts, big bows. Very fun, girlie and young, but otherwise, when I’m not in costume, I dress really normal.

I think dress, hairstyle and make-up are the crucial factors in projecting an attractive persona and give one the chance to enhance one’s best physical features.

I love wearing whatever is comfortable, and that could be something which was in trend years ago. So, I don’t follow fashion.

I was walking down the street wearing glasses when the prescription ran out.

Sometimes I can’t figure designers out. It’s as if they flunked human anatomy.

I have a hat. It is graceful and feminine and give me a certain dignity, as if I were attending a state funeral or something. Someday I may get up enough courage to wear it, instead of carrying it.

There are charms made only for distant admiration.

My body is weird. I wake up when the sun comes up, and it’s hard for me to go to sleep. My thoughts just take over.

Don’t dress to kill, dress to survive.

I’m not trying to be fashionable. Never was!

I like to look good, my friend.

I didn’t used to wear a watch. Now I have a SPOT watch, which I wear all the time.

It is not possible for a man to be elegant without a touch of femininity.

I modelled my looks on the town tramp.

I guess I don’t so much mind being old, as I mind being fat and old.

I cap myself when I shop; I don’t like to spend extravagant amounts on clothes. But, I do get lent clothes for events, it’s scary to wear something so expensive, but I feel really pampered.

I have too many clothes, I have too many options.

I didn’t think Marilyn Monroe was beautiful. It used to worry me. I thought maybe I’m not put together like the other chaps.

I think I would like to go into modelling. Of course, I don’t know how to do it, and wouldn’t be any good at it if I did, so I’m going to employ someone to walk the catwalks on my behalf. It would still be me, of course.

At one time, I was very angry. I even treated fashion like a kind of crusade: you were either with us or against us, that kind of feeling. Now I know we need ideas, not kicking down a door.

Nothing is more obstinate than a fashionable consensus.

It’s every girl’s dream to be a cover girl!

I try never to wear my own clothes, I pretend I’m someone else.

Every generation laughs at the old fashions, but follows religiously the new.

I barely can go shopping for clothes. I find it difficult to walk into stores. The whole thing bores me so much.

Sometimes, wearing a scarf and a polo coat and no makeup and with a certain attitude of walking, I go shopping or just look at people living. But then, you know, there will be a few teenagers who are kind of sharp, and they’ll say, ‚Hey, just a minute. You know who I think that is?‘ And they’ll start tailing me. And I don’t mind.

I wouldn’t say that anyone in fashion is on my side. I don’t think there’s anyone on my side.

The importance of logo into today’s fashion is un! be! Lievable!

I dislike feeling at home when I am abroad.

My style offstage is so different from onstage. I love a pair of sexy heels with jeans, a nice jacket, or a little dress.

Journalists are usually quite jealous people, especially of intellectuals who are supposed to be in fashion.

I’m ugly.

Fashion has become so whatever. I don’t think there are any stones left to unturn.

I wear wigs all the time on shows, and every day when I’m in public, at Dollywood. People say, ‚How many wigs do you have?‘ And I say, ‚Well, at least 365 because I wear at least one a day.‘

Even as a kid, I wore J.C. Penney plain-pocket jeans because they were plain pockets. I didn’t want anybody’s name on my backside. I personally don’t like to wear clothing that is named for somebody or has someone’s likeness all over it.

Clothing & fashion are kind of my security blanket, almost.

Fashion fades, only style remains the same.

Fashion is made to become unfashionable.

Look for the woman in the dress. If there is no woman, there is no dress.