Clothes Quotes
What we wear, buy, and sometimes can't stop buying.
This clothes quotes page leans into the pure pleasure and occasional excess of dressing well, from a tax perk on buying clothes to a closet quite literally overflowing. One quote also compares cultural attitudes toward modesty in clothing between Chinese and American women. See Fashion for the broader style angle.
I'm not interested in clothes that just convey a certain look or fashion. Clothes for me have always been a form of self-expression.
Because I'm a woman, and I'm petite and blonde, you wouldn't believe how often I'm asked to model the clothes.
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My mother was a seamstress, so making clothes was not something you would willingly go into.
I started in college as a business major and finally transferred to home economics and studied making clothes.
I used to make clothes for my sister's dolls. I couldn't care less for the dolls, but I could make the clothes really easily.
At home, I had seven brothers, one sister. I sewed clothes for my sister's dolls although she was grown and gone away. I was a weirdo but didn't think I was a weirdo.
In the early '50s, my great-grandmother and grandfather raised a baby gorilla named Bobo who wore clothes and played with the neighborhood kids.
I used to paint landscapes without any people in them but now I paint people who happen to be in a particular place. They might be outside a pub, or on a beach or in a studio. They might have...
For me, every photograph is a portrait; the clothes are just a vehicle for what I want to say. You're photographing a relationship with the person you're shooting; there's an exchange, and that's what that picture is.
I, personally, like good clothes. I appreciate a fine tailored suit, and I'm impressed with the expansion of color in men's wardrobes.
I'm a massive fan of Carnaby Street. I love it there. Every time I have an audition, I like to have a cheeky wander through, do a little bit of a window shop, just to see what's happening. As well...
I grew up as a fairly poor kid in, you know, Toronto, Canada. I don't think I owned any new clothes until I was, like, 15 or something. They were all second-hand and forged from paper.
I've always liked my clothes, even before I could properly afford them. Clothes for me were never a cloak, a cover. They were how I chose to express myself.
A lot of people that I've had around me have been my closest friends since junior high, back when we were exchanging each other's clothes, staying at each other's houses. That was before I had anything.
The years rolled their brutal course down the hill of time. Still poor, my clothes still smelling of the horse barn, still writing those doubtful poems where too much emotion clashed with too many words.
