Goldlink Quotes

In L.A. summer's blistering heat, I've seen many girls wearing short skirts with Ugg boots. I like the boots, and the short skirts, but I've always wondered, don't their feet get hot?

People like bonnets. I don't think you can under-estimate that.

I feel naked without jewelry. If I'm having a bad hair day, I pick something from my huge collection of hats.

I once died my hair blonde, and it looked like an orangey-red carrot top. It was the '80s, and I was trying to look like George Michael. At the time, the ladies loved it, and I loved it too!

I think people get excited about summer wardrobes and what they will wear on holiday, and people have an opportunity to wear things that they don't normally wear when they're in the city.

As snap-backs became more popular, I started to search and expand my hat game.

I am not big on jewelry, but I do love hats as an accessory, specifically snap backs and beanies.

I'm all about high-waisted pants and skirts, pencil skirts, and sheer, long-sleeves in the summer.

I've bought some Lanvin snake-print wedges, so maybe you'll see me pushing the pram in those and my hotpants!

I see so many guys, really athletic guys, wearing pleats and I just shake my head. Like, Tiger Woods used to wear pleated pants! I'm like, 'C'mon, Tiger!'

I'm not confused about what's happening in fashion, because I follow my own direction and go.

For me, my favorite trends of summer are lots of color, wedges, rompers and bright lipstick.

Ball caps travel far and wide. They do far more than keep the sun out of your eyes or the cold off your head. Ball caps are a statement.

I went through a stage of wearing quite lairy trainers. I had all these trainers in gold or pink or silver. I look at them now in the cupboard - what was I thinking? Such an awful idea.

I love to make fun of fashion because it is just so silly.

A lot of people look back ten years ago and go, 'Why was I wearing that?' I look back a year ago and say the same thing. The craziest outfit I ever wore was this white suit that I wore to an awards show in L.A. that I teamed with yellow shoes. It was interesting. It popped.

The fashion industry isn't merely content to encase my meaty flanks in skintight denim. Oh, no! That denim also has to be white, a color that attracts ketchup, wine, garlic aioli, and any other foodstuffs I might otherwise be able to enjoy if I wasn't wearing ridiculously tight pants.

L.A. fashion is like lip injections. That confuses me. That's become not just a thing. It's become fashion, part of your outfit. But hey, to each his own.

Above all, avoid the Indiana Jones fedora. It's very yesterday, and if you wear a black one, you might be mistaken for an Orthodox Jew.

Cold weather probably played a bigger role in bringing back the hat, but sadly, the hat common to New Jersey guidos, South Carolina rednecks, Idaho potato farmers and Los Angeles gang bangers is the ubiquitous 'tractor hat,' which is derived from the cheap baseball style cap with the adjustable plastic tab.

The hottest thing in the world is to wear pants with stockings.

You know what's the rage this year? ...Hats.

The Girl of the Period, sauntering before one down Broadway, is one panorama of awful surprises from top to toe. Her clothes characterize her. She never characterizes her clothes. She is upholstered, not ornamented. She is bundled, not draped. She is puckered, not folded. She struts, she does not sweep. She has not one of the attributes of nature nor of proper art. She neither soothes the eye like a flower, nor pleases it like a picture. She wearies it like a kaleidoscope. She is a meaningless dazzle of broken effects.

Beware originality. In women fashion originality can lead to carnival.

I'm not wearing a golden sombrero.