Music has shaped men’s fashion and transposed in a playful and witty manner its riding or military heritage. It is difficult to figure out who leads but music and fashion are connected genetically.

I'm most interested in that moment when my entire perspective changes, and I have to reconsider everything.

Since I was a child, my whole life has revolved around music. It's often while listening to a song that ideas for my fashion collections formed.

In the future, fast-fashion retailers might change their philosophy toward real efforts to create a world of their own. One can only hope.

Fashion somehow, for me, is purely and happily irrational.

Photography has always been about documentary, the depiction of the instant, a moment, sometimes a place. Each project is somehow an experimentation of a specific context or a character.

I'd like men to think about evolving into something more sophisticated, more seductive. To explore the possibility of an entirely new masculinity.

Men's fashion has a certain heaviness in the fabrics and construction. But also there is a heaviness in the mentality.

Men are not supposed to be mysterious. That's what you say about women. But I think men can have a little of it, too.

David Bowie, for me, was the butchest guy in town. Jagger was like a truck driver.

The iPad needs to catch up with Flash before I put a hand on it.

Everyone can be corrupted, even the great and the good.

Back then, work revolved around life. Today, life revolves around work.

Yes, there are times when I get extremely depressed and how I sublimate those feelings is through music.

My feelings about myself have been terrible.

Freedom comes from seeing the ignorance of your critics and discovering the emptiness of their virtue.

The Simpsons are going to Delaware!

If you're afraid to die, you will not be able to live.

My kids want to go back to Detroit everyday, that's their home. They want to be there. But Detroit is going through something that I don't want to be a part of.

La vérité est sur une courbe dont notre ésprit suit éternellement l'asymptote. Truth is on a curve whose asymptote our spirit follows eternally.

There are only two races, the decent and the indecent.