Clothings Quotes
-
My diminished girth, in tailor phraseology, was hardly conceivable even by my own friends, or my respected medical adviser, until I put on my former clothing, over what I now wear, which is a thoroughly convincing proof of the remarkable change.
William Banting
-
The elegance is as physical, as moral quality that has nothing common with the clothing. You can see a countrywoman more elegant than one so called elegant woman.
Karl Lagerfeld
-
My face is muffled in my mother's clothing. Her rhinestones injure me. See: my feet are going. Fish flee the forefinger of my aunt. The sun streams over the geraniums. What has this to do with what I feel, with what I am.
William H. Gass
-
I am basically a blazer. If I were a clothing item, I would be a legging and a blazer.
Serena Williams
-
I have this system where if I buy three or four new things, I give away three or four things. Sometimes, it's a very painful system, but shopping is even better when you know that someone else who needs it will be getting. Keep the clothing karma going, I say.
Sara Blakely
-
Personal philosophy: Clothing optional
Will Ferrell
-
A YA heroine does not have to pick up a weapon nor wear men's clothing to be equal to her male counterparts.
Celine Buckens
-
You might think people would buy clothes out of pity,
but they won’t. People buy clothes because
they want to be excited about themselves.
...it has to be great clothing
that just happens to be goody-goody, too.
Katharine Hamnett
-
I will continue to distribute blankets, sleeping bags, warm clothing and food on a regular basis, in the hope that my modest efforts will give some comfort to those people we are able help.
Mohamed Al-Fayed
-
The New York waiter ... knows more than you do about everything. He disapproves of your taste in food and clothing, your gauche manners, your miserliness, and sometimes, it seems, of your very existence, which he tries to ignore.
Kate Simon
-
Customers want good value, but they care more than ever how food and clothing products are made.
Stuart Rose
-
A rural Venus, Selah rises from thegold foliage of the Sixhiboux River, sweepspetals of water from her skin. At once,clouds begin to sob for such beauty.Clothing drops like leaves."No one makes poetry,my Mme.Butterfly, my Carmen, in Whylah,"I whisper. She smiles: "We'll shape it withour souls."Desire illuminates the dark manuscriptof our skin with beetles and butterflies.After the lightning and rain has ceased,after the lightning and rain of lovemakinghas ceased, Selah will dive again into thesunflower-open river.
George Elliott Clarke
