I'm feeling it. Like totally. I mean. 2012 is going to be a Raf Sander year. It is about the shape as predicted. The square thing around a boys neck. Coloured python and plastic raincoats. Bananas. /HORST
Better late than never. I really don't know where it suddenly came from. But the Comme poison has pervaded my veins. The result is unresistance. And the hindsight that sometimes it's love at second sight. /HORST
This season Dries was all about the shoes. Blue velvet. Green snake. Black fur. Plexiglas heels and op-art socks. As I won't be wearing any of them, I'll bake red velvet cupcakes today. /HORST
It's a delicate topic. Snakes and the texture of their skin are of rare beauty. And therefore must be protected. Therefore, we can either fake it. Or do it like Salma. /HORST
If you pick anything snakeskin related from the Lanvin menswear collection as my christmas gift you won't have to keep the receipt. I'll take it! If it's not the briefcase, I am also happy about those lovely trekking sandals. /HORST
The dangerous thing about fashion is that once you have satisfied one desire, the next one appears. There is no logic correlation, things just unconsciously manifest themselves in my mind. And now I want snakeskin boots. /HORST