I'm Very Direct. I Don't Have Tantrums.

But As An Adult Working In The Fashion Industry, I Struggle With Materialism. And I'm One Of The Least Materialistic People That Exist, Because Material Possessions Don't Mean Much To Me. They're Beautiful, I Enjoy Them, They Can Enhance Your Life To A Certain Degree, But They're Ultimately Not Important.

I Don't Do Shows. I Don't Have Reviews. I'm Not Putting The Clothes On Every Celebrity So That By The Time They Reach The Store The Customers Are Sick Of Seeing Them.

In My Adult Life I've Understood That If I Put An Enormous Amount Of Love And Honesty Into Something, Usually That Shows In The End.

I Grew Up In New Mexico, And The Older I Get, I Have Less Need For Contemporary Culture And Big Cities And All The Stuff We Are Bombarded With. I Am Happier At My Ranch In The Middle Of Nowhere Watching A Bug Carry Leaves Across The Grass, Listening To Silence, Riding My Horse, And Being In Open Space.

We Have To Have Genius Creative Thoughts Precisely Four Times A Year And On Exact Dates. I Actually Write Them On My Calendar. I Write, 'friday, Nov. 8. Three O'clock. Have A Genius Creative Idea.'