A Quote by Tina Knowles

Yves Saint Laurent mascara is the best I've ever tried. — © Tina Knowles
Yves Saint Laurent mascara is the best I've ever tried.
I am not really sure that Diana Vreeland did Yves Saint Laurent a favor, as opposed to the world, by putting that exhibition at the Met in 1983. Because I'm sure that Saint Laurent started looking back at his own work. You see that with artists, don't you? Once they get their first retrospective, it's really hard for them to push ahead.
Yves Saint Laurent hated fashion. He loved style.
I worked with the best - Givenchy, Dior, Yves Saint Laurent - and it gave me an ability to be confident. It turned me into a CEO and a creative director and a brand.
My earliest influences were Coco Chanel and Yves Saint Laurent.
I am not ashamed to admit that I'm wearing Yves Saint Laurent from top to toe.
Haute couture is a legitimate subject for Yves Saint Laurent and could resume one day.
Yves Saint Laurent has a special place in my heart because he was my mother's favorite designer.
Yves Saint Laurent was the first person who made me feel like a woman.
All the drawings and sketches and clothes of Yves Saint Laurent in the '70s were so colorful, so bright.
I like Chanel and Yves Saint Laurent. I have some great Balenciaga jackets and I'm shoe crazy.
What I like about Yves Saint Laurent Black Opium is that it's an understated scent that's somehow familiar.
There's nothing that really motivates me anymore and demands that I get up in the morning. In the past it was Yves Saint Laurent.
Yves Saint Laurent will never go out of business so long as I'm buying mountains of Touche Eclat.
I carried on buying paintings, works of art, and Yves Saint Laurent, if I may say so, had a right of inspection. We even shared a common reading of the history of art. It would never have crossed Yves's mind to say to me, "Ah, I saw a Pablo Picasso . . ." He knew perfectly well what was interesting with Picasso, as did I.
I love Yves Saint Laurent. I love Chanel. And Versace! Such beautiful gowns!
Yves Saint Laurent didn't have friends. He loved nobody. He was intimate with nobody.
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