John Galliano

I hate when people ask me to pull outfits for them (which happens at least three times a week) and then once they see them they say, without fail, “But where am I going to wear this to?” to which I always reply “I don’t know, the grocery store; anywhere.”

Because I don’t think that you should need a destination to get dressed up. If you wake up and it feels like a ball gown kinda day, then I say stop caring so much what other people think and strut your stuff down the cereal aisle, fuck it.