Americans Are Always A Little Bit Insecure.

You Make Sexiness Strong By Balancing It Out: Something Familiar With Something Unfamiliar, Something Masculine With Something Feminine, Something Streamlined With Something Rococo. It's A Yin And Yang. Women Are Made Of Layers, Your Mood Shifts, No One Is Neither One Extreme Nor The Other.

My Mom Was A Model. She Had Me At 20, So She Was A Young Mother.

I Grew Up Surrounded By These Tough, Ballsy, Strong Women. They Were Also Adoring Women, But They Were The Kind Of Women Who Would Argue Over What Kind Of Pants You Were Wearing Or The Color Of Your Nail Polish.

I've Always Thought Of Accessories As The Exclamation Point Of A Woman's Outfit.

When You Try On Something, You Have To Ask Yourself, 'how Many Ways Could I Wear This? Could I Wear It To Work? To Dinner Or Drinks? Will It Span The Seasons' If You Have To Think Too Hard About Those Questions, Then Skip It.