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I think perfectionism is just a high-end, haute couture version of fear.
Elizabeth Gilbert (Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear)
Mr. Couture is not an American citizen. He is from Montreal. It is a large city, about the size of Boston, in that very large country just north of here. You may have heard of it. They play hockey. —
Sylvain Neuvel (Sleeping Giants (Themis Files, #1))
I went from couture to velour.
John Marrs
The look is elegant and sacrilegious and makes me feel sacred and immoral. Haute couture and getting hauter.
Chuck Palahniuk (Invisible Monsters)
That's because you have couture bollocks.
E.J. WOOD (Beyond the Pale)
If I couldn't hide from [bullies], then the next best thing was to blind them with my glorious fabulousness.
Chris O'Guinn (Exiled to Iowa. Send Help. And Couture.)
Here comes Mamma Vauquerr, fair as a starrr; and strung up like a bunch of carrots. Aren't we suffocating ourselves a wee bit?' he asked, placing a hand on the top of her corset. 'A bit of a crush in the vestibule, here, Mamma! If we start crying, there'll be an explosion. Never mind, I'll be there to collect the bits--just like an antiquary.' 'Now, there's the language of true French gallantry,' murmured Madame Vauquer in an aside to Madame Couture.
Honoré de Balzac (Père Goriot)
She had a woman’s swagger at twelve-and-a-half. Hair: strawberry-blonde, and I vaguely recall a daisy in the crook of her ear. She was an inch taller than me, two with the ponytail; smooth cheeks and darling brown eyes that marbled in luscious contrast with her magnolia skin; cream, melting to peach, melting to pink. She beamed like a cherub without the baby fat; a tender neck; pristine lips that would never part for a dirty word. Her body--of no interest to me at the time--was wrapped from neck to toes with home-made footie pajamas, the kind they make for toddlers, but I didn’t laugh; the girl filled that silly one-piece ensemble as if it were couture.
Jake Vander-Ark (The Accidental Siren)
Mademoiselle des Touches (Camille Maupin) is George Sand in character, and the personal description of her, though applied by some to the famous Mademoiselle Georges, is easily recognized from Couture’s drawing.
Honoré de Balzac (Works of Honore de Balzac)
Love is the most precious gift in life. Be grateful for all the love and support you get from your parents, your family and friends. Because nothing is as precious as receiving true and devoted love" - Monsieur Jac Couture
Lily Amis (Angel of Hope & Lily: featuring Monsieur Jac Couture (The Adventure of Monsieur Jac Couture))
You don't like my dress?" The vines of Reed's couture streched toward the tutor, the rose's petal-mouths chomping. It isn't that, Your Imperial Viciousness. The earthlings will not understand you. Not understanding you, they will be frightened and send their petty authorities to apprehend you." Ha!" Of course they'll fail. That isn't the point. But you'll have to wast engery dealing with them instead of concentrating on your niece's destruction. I doubt that the way to achive your aim is to spread your strength across many fronts so that, when it's time to battle Alyss, you many not be at the peak of your powers. Your niece, I gather, shouldn't be underestimated." Vollrath hadn't graduated from the Tutor Corps for nothing. "I don't like when sound reasoning counters my wishes," Redd hissed.
Frank Beddor (Seeing Redd)
Les coutures, les modes sont souvent apliquées à couper les corps féminin de a transcendance: la Chinoise aux pieds bandés peut à peine marcher, les griffes vernies de la star d'Hollywood la privent de ses mains, les hauts talons, les corsets, les paniers, les vertugadins, les crinolines étaient destinés moins à accentuer la combrure du corps féminin qu'à en augmenter l'impotence.
Simone de Beauvoir (Le deuxième sexe, I)
[upon hearing that the school received funding for the football field, but not for any of the arts] Well, we might never have another Great American Novel or amazing musicals written by Americans, but at least we will always be able to toss a ball between some metal posts. Our priorities are right on track.
Chris O'Guinn (Exiled to Iowa. Send Help. And Couture.)
Austin stared at me in shock. “You’re going to get us both killed.” “At least we’ll die pretty,” I told him with a smirk.
Chris O'Guinn (Exiled to Iowa. Send Help. And Couture.)
Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another’s skin, another’s voice, another’s soul.” — Bing, The Reading Mind
Siva Prakash (Coffee and Couture: The Love Symphony: A Billionaire Romance Novel of Love's Enduring Embrace)
Live for the moment. For tomorrow you could be dead.
Chris O'Guinn (Exiled to Iowa. Send Help. And Couture.)
La fente, comme tracée au tire-ligne, cette superbe couture rabattue, qui s'épanouira un jour en pétales et, au fil du temps, deviendra le con de la femme, un pliage d'origami.
Philip Roth (American Pastoral)
It's horrible!" Alice cries. "They want to kill us!" Her eyes narrow. "And Shanika's got my Candy Couture bag, that bitch! Drive!" She says to the driver. "Run them over!
Kirsty McKay (Undead (Undead, #1))
Aurore had a well-maintained body that met the basic requirements of haute couture.
Suzanne Stroh (Tabou: Jocelyn (Book 2))
Haute couture by Chuck Norris.
Ali Hazelwood (Love, Theoretically)
I mean, when you’re spending more money on a couture dress than it takes to vaccinate a thousand children against measles or provide clean water to an entire town, that’s just unconscionable.
Kevin Kwan (China Rich Girlfriend (Crazy Rich Asians, #2))
Haute couture and getting hauter. Fire inches down the foyer wallpaper. Me, for added set dressing I started the fire. Special effects can go a long way to heighten a mood, and it's not as if this is a real house. What's burning down is a re-creation of a period revival house patterned after a copy of a copy of a copy of a mock-Tudor big manor house. It's a hundred generations removed from anything original, but the truth is aren't we all?
Chuck Palahniuk (Invisible Monsters Remix)
She had never formally studied fashion or apprenticed in a couture house. Her strength lay in imagination and instinct. Coco knew what she wanted to look like, and she understood how much her vision could appeal to other women.
Rhonda K. Garelick (Mademoiselle: Coco Chanel and the Pulse of History)
In this funny debut, flashy Filipino fashion designer Boy Hernandez sees his American dream become a nightmare when he’s ensnared in a terrorist plot and shipped to Guantanamo. Gilvarry nails the couture scene, but Boy’s rough journey from Manolo to Gitmo is no joke.
Andrew Abrahams
Suddenly, [Cecilia Washburn] was getting a lot of attention from her friends,” Pabst explained to the jury. “Attention from the dean of the pharmacy school….Attention by Dean Charles Couture, the then dean of students; by the Crime Victim Advocate office; by the nurse, [Claire] Francoeur….Miss Washburn got attention by the investigator and by the prosecutor. Her regret was replaced by sympathy, attention, and support, and a little bit of drama, and a little bit of celebrity….Her regret, fueled by drama, became purpose. She received a new public—and important—identity: victim.
Jon Krakauer (Missoula: Rape and the Justice System in a College Town)
La Abogacía Puede Ser La Más noble de las Profesiones o el mas vil de Los Oficios .
Eduardo J. Couture
He was a sweet guy. Broken, clearly, but we all are, when you get right down to it.
Chris O'Guinn (Exiled to Iowa. Send Help. And Couture.)
When I do something, I go full-out. Half-measures are for wusses.
Chris O'Guinn (Exiled to Iowa. Send Help. And Couture.)
There is no vaccination against creative blocks. And nowhere else are they as devastating as in fashion which, unlike art or literature, dies the moment it is born.
Katarina West (Witchcraft Couture)
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested
Siva Prakash (Coffee and Couture: The Love Symphony: A Billionaire Romance Novel of Love's Enduring Embrace)
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Christian Dior
He wore a tailor's masterpiece of obsidian fabric so expensive that it would've been personally offended to have been referred to as a 'black suit'. It was a really nice black suit.
Mandy Ashcraft (Small Orange Fruit)
The only kid in real, close proximity to me was Erin, a thirteen-year-old who lived next door. She taught me that owning a trampoline was the most glamorous thing a girl could have, and that jelly shoes were haute couture. I learned all this through spying on her through my bedroom window, because she didn’t like me and wouldn’t spend any time with me, physically. Despite
Felicia Day (You're Never Weird on the Internet (Almost))
I think perfectionism is just a high-end, haute couture version of fear. I think perfectionism is just fear in fancy shoes and a mink coat, pretending to be elegant when actually it’s just terrified. Because underneath that shiny veneer, perfectionism is nothing more than a deep existential angst that says, again and again, “I am not good enough and I will never be good enough.
Elizabeth Gilbert (Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear)
I'd been beaten before; I'd been humiliated; I'd been spit on and ostracized...all the things you should not have to know about when you are on the cusp of sixteen, but do because you're different.
Chris O'Guinn (Exiled to Iowa. Send Help. And Couture.)
Let me try,” he said, and he took the ends and positioned himself in front of her mirror. She watched him for about two seconds before declaring, “You’re going to have to go home.” His eyes did not leave the reflection of his neckcloth in the mirror. “I haven’t even got past the first knot.” “And you’re not going to.” He gave her a supercilious look, brow quirked and all. “You’re never going to get it right,” she pronounced. “I must say, between this and your boots, I am revising my opinion on the impracticalities of couture, male versus female.” “Really?” Her gaze dropped to his boots, polished to a perfect shine. “No one has ever had to take a knife to my footwear.” “I wear nothing that buttons up the back,” he countered. “True, but I may choose a dress that buttons in the front, whereas you cannot go out and about without a neckcloth.
Julia Quinn (Just Like Heaven (Smythe-Smith Quartet, #1))
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Art Of Growth Marketing
You need clear thinking to prevent an invasion of Alien Parasites, and to battle them. The 'reality' of Las Vegas, Hollywood, Haute Couture, politics, pornography, advertising, supermarket tabloids, are all false realities designed to deceive and confuse you with what is truly authentic. They also weaken your mind, because these false realities hypnotize you. You mind becomes weak and passive, and so therefore you have no mental defenses against the mind parasites.
Laurence Galian (Alien Parasites: 40 Gnostic Truths to Defeat the Archon Invasion!)
«All the Amazon guys around Seattle were also aware of the trend. They all knew that, someday, European haute couture would sell online. The problem was that feat couldn’t be done by anybody from Amazon. Because Amazon guys were hacker geeks and cheesy hicks. Amazon had been invented to sell sci-fi books. The least chic thing in the world. The European couture biz would never go anywhere near a dorky sci-fi geek like Jeff Bezos. As for Jeff himself, Jeff would much rather conquer outer space with his private rocket than ever dress the First Lady of France.»
Bruce Sterling (Love is Strange)
Elizabeth stood in a model pose, whip thin, with a face beside which the faces of angels are coarse and unappealing, in clothes of rags needing to be hauled off and burned, yet somehow arranged into punk couture. Her black pageboy haircut peeked from under a cloche that appeared to have survived the Crash of ’29. She wore a torn black leotard under a skirt of gossamer net, and the exact shoes Boris Karloff had worn in Frankenstein. Two large lean hounds, one black, one black and white, sported, lunged, and whirled around her. Dave inhaled sharply, in both love and despair.
Jim Morris (A Battle of Sorcerers)
Year of the Depend Adult Undergarment: InterLace TelEntertainment, 932/1864 R.I.S.C. power-TPs w/ or w/o console, Pink2, post-Primestar D.S.S. dissemination, menus and icons, pixel-free InterNet Fax, tri- and quad-modems w/ adjustable baud, post-Web Dissemination-Grids, screens so high-def you might as well be there, cost-effective videophonic conferencing, internal Froxx CD-ROM, electronic couture, all-in-one consoles, Yushityu ceramic nanoprocessors, laser chromatography, Virtual-capable media-cards, fiber-optic pulse, digital encoding, killer apps; carpal neuralgia, phosphenic migraine, gluteal hyperadiposity, lumbar stressae.
David Foster Wallace (Infinite Jest)
Cleo was like those little bluebirds of happiness in Cinderella, flitting around until Natalie had been transformed into a princess. A fraudulent one, to be sure, but a princess nonetheless. The silk dress from her mother's closet had been transformed into a couture masterpiece by the sartorial skills of Cleo's talented aunt. The sheath now fit like an extremely flattering glove. Its color, and the bright handwork accents, echoed the colors of the precious vase---jade green, turquoise, marigold, and fuchsia with veins of cobalt blue. She paired it with the gold-heeled sandals, the vintage watch, and a gold snake belt borrowed from Cleo.
Susan Wiggs (The Lost and Found Bookshop (Bella Vista Chronicles, #3))
You're certifiable, you do know that, yes?" Austin commented with a strange look. "Well, coming from the school's resident sociopath, I take that as high praise." "Don't make me get my pipe bombs." Oh God, he was actually joking with me. I was in. In where, I had no idea, but I was definitely in somewhere. And he was smiling-- a real, non-adverb laced smile. And damn, he had dimples. I was doomed. So doomed.
Chris O'Guinn (Exiled to Iowa. Send Help. And Couture.)
Tentatively, I presented the idea of being naked with Austin to the gallery of my neuroses. It was a loud, raucous meeting. Sex-Drive was bouncing around like a child on Pixy Stix, saying "yes yes yes" over and over again. Vanity suggested that the things in the [safe sex] book would not improve the way I looked in the slightest. Insecurity and Doubt argued over what would be more awful; when Austin saw me naked or when my sexual inexperience made itself evident and he laughed at me. Optimism sulked off to the side because I never listened to it. Prudence recommended tabling the discussion indefinitely. Curiosity wanted to look at the pictures some more. Shyness just sat in the corner, rocking back and forth and crying.
Chris O'Guinn (Exiled to Iowa. Send Help. And Couture.)
So the Formula One driver has a dual status: he is both an automatic terminal of the most refined technical machinery, a technical operator, and he is the symbolic operator of crowd passions and the risk of death. The paradox is the same for the motor companies, caught as they are between investment and potlatch. Is all this a calculated — and hence rational — investment (marketing and advertising)? Have we here a mighty commercial operation, or is the company spending inordinate sums, far beyond what is commercially viable, to assuage a passion for prestige and charisma (there is also a manufacturers' world championship)? In this confrontation between manufacturers, isn't there an excessive upping of the stakes, a dizzying passion, a delirium? This is certainly the aspect which appeals, in the first instance, to the millions of viewers. In the end, the average TV viewer has doubtless never been aware that McLaren is a flagship for Honda. And I am not sure he or she is tempted to play the Formula One driver in ordinary life. The impact of Formula One lies, then, in the exceptional and mythic character of the event of the race and the figure of the driver, and not in the technical or commercial spin-offs. It is not clear why speed would be both severely limited and morally condemned in the public domain and, at the same time, celebrated in Formula One as never before, unless there is an effect of sublime compensation going on here. Formula One certainly serves to popularize the cult of the car and its use, but it does much more to maintain the passion for absolute difference — a fundamental illusion for all, and one which justifies all the excesses. In the end, however, hasn't it gone about as far as it can? Isn't it close to a final state, a final perfection, in which all the cars and drivers, given the colossal resources deployed, would, in a repetitive scenario, achieve the same maximum performance and produce the same pattern in each race? If Formula One were merely a rational, industrial performance, a test-bed for technical possibilities, we should have to predict that it would simply burn itself out. On the other hand, if Formula One is a spectacle, a collective, passionate (thoug h perfectly artificial) event, embracing the multiple screens of technological research, the living prosthesis of the driver, and the television screens into which the viewers project themselves, then it certainly has a very fine future. In a word, Formula One is a monster. Such a concentration of technology, money, ambition and prestige is a monster (as is the world of haute couture, which is equally abstract, and as far removed from real clothing as Formula One is from road traffic). Now, monsters are doomed to disappear, and we are afraid they might be disappearing. But we are not keen, either, to see them survive in a domesticated, routinized form. In an era of daily insignificance — including the insignificance of the car and all its constraints — we want at least to save the passion of a pure event, and exceptional beings who are permitted to do absolutely anything.
Jean Baudrillard (Screened Out)
Do you think I would look good in leather?” His lips lifted in a half smile, “I’m sure they make a bikini top and thong that would be perfect.” Her laugh deepened, “But the hard part will be convincing me to wear it.” Savannah weighed her hands in the air up and down like a scale, “Sexy couture in public, absolutely. Trashy, revealing ho--not so much.
Beth Mikell (Hex upon Me)
She could hardly believe these were her shoes; she had to double-check the manufacturer label to see that they were. Where once the leather had been sagging and scuffed, it was now supple and flawless. Justy had cut the front down so that the cleavage of the toes could be seen. He had taken that sturdy but but rather chunky heel off completely and replaced it with a thin stiletto. Justy seemed to know the exact height to make the heel sexy, but not so terrifyingly high that Ellie would have to worry about tripping and breaking her neck. Along the front, just above the toe, was a black suede flower and a metal bud, making it look both modern and feminine. The shoes were gorgeous. They looked haute couture, although Ellie knew they had come from the village shoe shop.
Amy S. Foster (When Autumn Leaves)
When I sat with clients and opened my mind to them, a taste usually came through. It might be sweet, sour, salty, or bitter. After a moment, it would blossom into a full flavor. The sweet ripeness of apricot, the sourness of a Key lime, the earthy saltiness of Mexican chocolate, the aromatic bitterness of nutmeg. In a flash, a feeling would follow the flavor. Joy. Skepticism. Lust for life. Quiet acceptance. And from that feeling would come a memory, a scene called back to present day. A moment whose real meaning and importance I might never fully know. And I didn't really need to know everything. I used my gift to see my clients' stories so I could design desserts- in this case, a wedding cake- to fit each customer like a couture gown, not an off-the-rack dress in desperate need of alterations. If I got the cake and filling and frosting flavors right, they would resonate with my clients, reaching them in those down-deep places where they would begin to feel that everything really would be all right.
Judith M. Fertig (The Memory of Lemon)
I like clothes, Megan. I've like clothes since I was a toddler playing in my mother's closet back in the Master's quarters in New York. I liked them long before i knew anything about gender or sexuality, or that a penis could be used for anything other than taking a tinkle. And I'm not going to stop being interested in fashion just because some bigot thinks that me enjoying couture is a reaffirmation of a worn out stereotype.
L.C. Hibbett (The Shadow Children (Demon-Born Trilogy, #1))
I watched her, a tall girl with long hair so black that under the stage lighting it coruscated like moonlit liquid. It cascaded in waves around the smooth contours of her shoulders, past the alluring shadows of her waist, around the upturned curve of her ass. She was tall and fine-boned, with delicate white skin, high cheekbones, and small, high breasts. Put the hair up, add a little couture, and you’d have the world’s classiest courtesan.
Barry Eisler (A Lonely Resurrection (John Rain #2))
My slim and trim ex who was in line with his fiancée, resplendent as ever in another fucking Falguni Shane Peacock lehenga. Good God, was she sponsored by them? Who owned that much Indian couture? She was looking at me in horror.
Sheila Yasmin Marikar (The Goddess Effect)
I began by dividing my clothes into two groups. I dubbed one pile WORK and the other FABULOUS. The work group comprised dull basic items: jeans, sweaters, dungarees, flannel shirts, and T-shirts. These were my schlepping clothes, garments that, if spattered with paint or ripped by nails, would not be lamented. The fabulous group comprised my party clothes. These garments—punk couture, sharkskin suits, fluorescent shirts, brothel-creeper shoes, and new-wave neckties—were the clothes I wore when I was shrieking and boozing and going to Bowie concerts and to the Blitz to watch my roommate perform with his singing partner, whose name was Eve Ferret. These were the clothes I wore when I was having fun.
Simon Doonan (Eccentric Glamour: Creating an Insanely More Fabulous You)
Frankly, I'm a recent convert to the delights of pure plantation chocolate. I adore chocolate in all its many forms, but my current passion is couture chocolates made with the selected beans from single plantations all around the world-- Trinidad, Tobago, Ecuador, Venezuela, New Guinea. Exotic locations, all of them. They are--out and out--the best type of chocolate. In my humble opinion. The Jimmy Choos of the chocolate world. Though truffles are a fierce competitor. (Strictly speaking, truffles are confectionary as opposed to chocolates, but I feel that's making me sound like a chocolate anorak.) Another obsession of mine is Green & Black's chocolate bars. Absolute heaven. I've turned Autumn on to the rich, creamy bars, which she can eat without any guilt, because they're made from organic chocolate and the company practices fair trade with the bean growers. Can't say I'm not a caring, sharing human being, right? When my friend eats the Maya Gold bar, she doesn't have to toss and turn all night thinking about the fate of the poor cocoa bean farmers. I care about Mayan bean pickers, too, but frankly I care more about the blend of dark chocolate with the refreshing twist of orange, perfectly balanced by the warmth of cinnamon, nutmeg and vanilla. Those Mayan blokes certainly know what they're doing. Divine. I hope they have happy lives knowing that so many women depend on them. So as not to appear a chocolate snob, I also shove in Mars Bars, Snickers and Double Deckers as if they're going out of fashion. Like the best, I was brought up on a diet of Cadbury and Nestlé, with Milky Bars and Curly Wurlys being particular favorites---and both of which I'm sure have grown considerably smaller with the passing of the years. Walnut Whips are a bit of a disappointment these days too. They're not like they used to be. Doesn't stop me from eating them, of course---call it product research.
Carole Matthews (The Chocolate Lovers' Club)
Martha Mitchell, the flamboyant and fiery wife of Nixon’s attorney general, arrived under a yellow organza parasol and wide-brim hat, wearing a pale-apricot couture dress and high-heel slingbacks—the same outfit she’d worn earlier in the year to meet Queen Elizabeth at Buckingham Palace.
Garrett M. Graff (Watergate: A New History)
But I see differently. I think perfectionism is just a high-end, haute couture version of fear. I think perfectionism is just fear of fancy shoes and mink coat, pretending to be elegant when actually it's just terrified. Because underneath that shiny veneer, perfectionism is nothing more than a deep existential angst that says, again and again, "I am not good enough and I will never be good enough
Elizabeth Gilbert (Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear)
D.44 - Etes-vous venu par terre ou par mer ? R.44 - En premier lieu, je suis venu par terre ; j'ai pris ensuite un bateau... (Le voyageur, entre trois routes, a choisi celle du centre, a rencontré un héron blanc (symbole d'immortalité), puis huit prêtres portant des objets rituels, évidente évocation des Huit Immortels taoïste ; il a visité le tempe de Ling-wang, traversé la montagne du Dragon Noir ; au pied de la montagne du Clou, il a trouvé un bateau - longue description de ce bateau merveilleux au 21 ponts, aux 21 cales, aux 72 coutures et aux 108 clous : l'une des cales contient du riz rouge, une autre la "Sainte Mère Kouan-yin" entourée des Frères Hong ; la cargaison est essentiellement constituée par du "bois rouge" et du "riz rouge" - ) [333 questions]
Pierre Grison
I happened to be wearing my big-girl panties (often referred to as Aunt Flo’s couture)
Kat T. Masen (#Jerk)
The city, compelling as it was, felt like a glamorous couture dress I had bought in haste but that didn’t quite fit me after all.
Jojo Moyes (After You (Me Before You, #2))
Historically, children have been and are still the most oppressed, exploited and victimized group of human beings on the planet. Children remain the most voiceless and the most discriminated against group of people in our culture. While every adult group in the United States has won basic human rights, protections and freedoms, children remain the only group of human beings without the same rights to equality, respect, protection from bodily harm and freedom of speech.
Laurie Couture
We crowded around a small cocktail table and I listened to the other models discuss their own versions of fashion week. They tallied up the shows they’d walked in and the number of couture outfits now sitting in piles back at their apartments. I listened with wide eyes, practically melting on the spot. I considered bragging about some of the more picturesque dust piles I’d swept up in my prior NYFW experiences, but I feared that most of the models didn’t share my sense of humor.
R.S. Grey (The Allure of Julian Lefray (The Allure, #1))
Cults of beauty have been persistently homosexual from antiquity to today's hair salons and house of couture," Camille Paglia writes in Sexual Personae. "Professional beautification of women by homosexual men is a systematic reconceptualization of the brute facts of female nature." Barbie—who doesn't bleed, kvetch, or demand to choose her own outfits— may be, for some gay arbiters, the apotheosis of female beauty.
M.G. Lord (Forever Barbie: The Unauthorized Biography of a Real Doll)
I remembered the card from the harem ladies which I had left on my writing desk. When I opened it, a cheque for $16,000 was sandwiched between an Eid Mubarak card and a beautifully scripted message by Nasreen, on behalf of the harem women. It read: “Young, Thank you for your contribution to our make-overs. Please accept our humble gift.” All of the women had signed it. I was touched by this lovely gesture of gratitude and I promised myself then and there that I would make fashion my career. I would help women show their shiny beautiful selves to the world in shiny and beautiful couture!
Young (Initiation (A Harem Boy's Saga Book 1))
A total of fifteen outfits were presented, from day wear to the most exquisite evening dresses. Each outfit was a work of art in and of itself. I was in heaven. It reminded me of Count Mario's Vogue Italia photo shoot, when I could turn every couture gown inside out to study details of the workmanship.
Young (Initiation (A Harem Boy's Saga Book 1))
I knew I had won them over; one of the sales ladies offered to show me the sample rooms if I was interested in seeing, first-hand, the process of couture dressmaking. Of course I jumped at this rare opportunity and said, “Oui Madame, J'aime beaucoup le voir!
Young (Initiation (A Harem Boy's Saga Book 1))
When he saw a building labelled 'haute couture' he thought perhaps he at least found somewhere that'd serve coffee, but left disappointed yet again upon realizing it was just another girl word for clothes.
Logan Hunder
Within the tiny changing space (four poles draped with fancy velvet) hung a dozen fabulous couture gowns from internationally well-known designers such as Christian Dior, Givenchy, Chanel, Yves Saint Laurent, Valentino and Emanuel Ungaro. I was in seventh heaven having this rare and unexpected opportunity to study and scrutinize these exquisite designer dresses. I turned every garment inside out to see how they were sewn, beaded and constructed. That day, floating in a parade boat along other vessels in the middle of the Grand Canal in historic Venezia, my fashion schooling had begun. It was the first day of my professional fashion education.
Young (Initiation (A Harem Boy's Saga Book 1))
We were driven to Chanel, No. 31 Rue Cambon. Three hours later, they returned us to the Ritz. The ladies changed into Christian Dior couture before heading to No. 30 Avenue Montaigne for our next appointment at the House of Dior.  Afterwards we had a light lunch at the Ritz before they donned Emanuel Ungaro couture and proceeded to our final appointment for the day at No 2 Avenue Montaigne.
Young (Initiation (A Harem Boy's Saga Book 1))
Invitation to Paris Couture Fashion Week After the pleasantries and the individual shokrans from the various ladies, Nasreen announced, "Young, we are going to Paris to the Couture Fashion shows in a couple of weeks. Are you and Andy interested in coming with us? We’d like your suggestions and opinions on what to purchase at the shows." I was, indeed, surprised at this unexpected invitation. "I’d be more than happy to accompany you to the Couture shows. When do we leave?
Young (Initiation (A Harem Boy's Saga Book 1))
He continued in French "Normally, I do not show customers the workshop, but I detect you are interested in fashion. Are you planning to become a fashion designer someday?" I responded shyly, "Oui, je suis. Yes, I want to grow up to be like you, designing haute couture." This seemed to tickle his interest. "Well, in that case I will make an exception and show you. I like to feel that, in some small capacity, I am educating the next generation of designers. Give me a moment and I will take you upstairs." I was completely enamored when it came time for the tour. I had many questions to ask Mr. Bohan, which he answered to the best of his ability. I was so determined to enroll in a prestigious fashion school, as my mentor recommended.
Young (Initiation (A Harem Boy's Saga Book 1))
I shall never forget that day in the merry month of May 1968, when I walked into his haute couture salon at Queen Elizabeth II’s favourite store, Fortnum & Mason. This store was bestowed a Royal Warrant of Appointment, a mark of recognition for vendors that supply goods or services to the royal households of Her Majesty the Queen.
Young (Turpitude (A Harem Boy's Saga Book 4))
Until the moment they locked eyes on the CBS plane, each so startled their masks fell, and Truman was, for only a fragment of a moment, no longer the startlingly self-assured prodigy but a lost little boy, forgotten. And Babe was, beneath the couture and makeup, a shy, unsure woodland creature, hugging herself for comfort.
Melanie Benjamin (The Swans of Fifth Avenue)
Whatever the future bring: have faith that you can’t fall deeper than in God’s hands.
Lily Amis (Angel of Hope & Lily: featuring Monsieur Jac Couture (The Adventure of Monsieur Jac Couture))
Never judge people based on their nationality, religion, race, gender, skin colour or look. Humans are all the same. They’re God’s loving children." Angel of Hope
Lily Amis (Angel of Hope & Lily: featuring Monsieur Jac Couture (The Adventure of Monsieur Jac Couture))
The fall couture presentations in Paris are usually my favorite moment on the fashion calendar: beautiful weather, a busy rather than manic schedule, and, let's face it, seeing the artistry, the embroidery, and handmade magnificence that goes into every dress.
Elisabeth von Thurn und Taxis (Fromm! Eine Einladung, das Katholische wieder mit allen Sinnen zu erleben)
Young, we are happy to present you with a small token of our gratitude." I assumed prayer position, head lowered and hands clasped, signifying my humbleness for their generosity. Nasreen placed an envelope in between my hands. "It's been my pleasure to be of service to you and to be given this opportunity. I am eternally grateful," I assured them.   Invitation to Paris Couture Fashion Week
Young (Initiation (A Harem Boy's Saga Book 1))
I was stuck in a terrible land without coffee. And you were there, and you, and you!” he said, as he channeled Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz, pointing at me and Beau and Willie, in turn. “Wait a minute . . . that wasn’t a dream, was it?” “’Fraid
Stephanie Kate Strohm (Confederates Don't Wear Couture)
I've had to wonder if people like Shina and other spawns of third world immigrants have felt the need to purchase so much expensive couture in order to feel acceptable and insulated enough in (white) American upper-class society. But why purchase so much costly shit when you're not even that rich or ever going to wear half of what your husband has had to pay for anyway? At least more upper-class white women in America have had better things to spend their money on, like Botox, fillers, and online dating sites.
Jean Bergman
I drink coffee in gallons and it is just as indispensable for my work as paper and pencils. It’s the excessive caffeine intake that makes you design well.
Katarina West (Witchcraft Couture)
He was the hardest person to figure out I had ever met, which was saying something. I knew girls, after all....
Chris O'Guinn (Exiled to Iowa. Send Help. And Couture.)
History suggests consumers will adapt fast. In 20 years, miracle cures for the old will come from Japan, the best web apps from India and couture from China. And cornflakes, once a cutting-edge food, will be rivalled by congee and dosas, sold in boxes by a global brand. Asian capitalism will change the world—even, maybe, what it has for breakfast.
Anonymous
I’ve known your mother far longer than you have, and believe me, she is a woman who requires significant funding to maintain her very existence. Couture is her oxygen—without her seasonal ration she won’t be able to breathe!
Kevin Kwan (Lies and Weddings)
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Jack Hunter
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Miss Dior is born of a dream, a compulsive desire to create perfection. Adored by her maker, she seems more than an artefact. But like the alchemist’s treasured doll in Hoffmann’s eerie tale of ‘The Sandman’, she is unable to take on a life of her own.
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
On 25 November 1952, the annual celebration of St Catherine’s Day was held at the house of Dior, as was customary in the couture business. The French tradition, which continues at Dior, is for unmarried women, known as Catherinettes, to wear fancy-dress hats. ‘It is on St Catherine’s day that you should really visit
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
There is nothing gayer than St Catherine’s day. Each workroom has its own orchestra … there is one continuous ball.
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
In early July 1944, at the same time as Catherine was arrested in Paris, the hilltop villages of Callian and Montauroux were surrounded by the Germans and searched, house by house, resulting in fifteen members of the Resistance being captured, interrogated and imprisoned.
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
Those few surviving friends and neighbours who knew Catherine tend to use the same word when they describe her: fort (strong).
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
But such was her fortitude that she stayed at Les Naÿssès until the age of ninety, living there alone after Hervé’s death in September 1989. She died on 17 June 2008, having continued to work in her garden almost until the
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
Instead, Catherine would become associated with the scent of Miss Dior, a perfume launched at the same time as the couture brand.
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
For four years, we worked, we searched, like alchemists in pursuit of the philosopher’s stone. And then Miss Dior was born … Because, you see, for a perfume to ‘hold’, it must first be held for a long time in the hearts of those who created it. CHRISTIAN DIOR
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
The original ‘May’ gown is still kept in the Dior archives, and one of the knowledgeable curators suggests that it was inspired by Catherine, as another annual tribute to her love of flowers. But instead, I picture Catherine wearing a timeless grey dress at the Palais de Justice, making her case, standing her ground.
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
She was not a woman given to physical expressions of affection – although he felt that she cared deeply about the people she loved. One of Laurent’s lasting memories of Catherine is her scent, for she always wore Miss Dior – every day, whether she was working in the garden or harvesting her roses.
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
Working out is modern couture. No outfit is going to make you look or feel as good as having a fit body. Buy less clothing and go to the gym instead.
Rick Owens
we are to believe major press outlets in France, the Americanization of French society has been far-reaching, relentless, and totally to the detriment of whatever the case may be. We encounter the Americanisation of French and European accounting practices, the constitutional system, electoral campaigns, the growth of single family clusters outside metropolitan areas, the use of credit cards, urban and suburban planning, sports, films, music, language, habits. Even the world of Parisian haute couture seems to have been bastardized by “a violent Americanization of taste.” And of course antonymy in this all-around evil of Americanisation prevails.
Andrei S. Markovits (Uncouth Nation: Why Europe Dislikes America (The Public Square Book 5))
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Monsieur le president, I know what I’m saying. This affair cost people their lives, and now here they are, wrangling on behalf of these swine!’ Catherine’s outburst is at odds with her consistently measured demeanour during the course of the lengthy investigation
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
Le Monde gives her name, but refrains from saying that Catherine was related to Christian Dior. The New Yorker article does not refer to Catherine at all; neither does The Times of London, which described the scenes that had been portrayed in court as having taken on ‘the aspect of an inferno such as that conjured up by Dante’.
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
She was not a ‘femme de fashion’, but she was always elegant, said Laurent; always poised and well dressed.
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)
La Colle Noire took some time to sell, and passed through several hands before it was bought in 2013 by Christian Dior Parfums (now part of the mighty LVMH group, as is the Dior fashion business).
Justine Picardie (Miss Dior: A Story of Courage and Couture)