It's a simple question to ask - almost deceptively so.
For some people, asking why they enjoy fashion is like asking them why they breathe. They were born wearing Yves Saint Laurent, their milk was Lanvin, and their first word was McQueen. They dressed their dolls in spare fabric that they salvaged from some unsuspecting corner of their home. Their young minds swam in the waters of fashion magazines, and they mused endlessly about how different life would be if only they could be lifted away to another place - somewhere more exciting, more glamorous, more interesting, and . . .
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