“I will say that, with women, I’ve always resented how they’ve been objectified and made into dolls by gay designers. I don’t want them to be presented like a wedding cake. They realize, “Rick Owens is a man who actually likes me.” With my male models, I often choose these papery-thin, translucent, skinny, white creatures. I end up objectifying them, and I don’t know what that’s all about. [laughs] In retrospect, my favorite male models are the opposite of me. I’ve made myself quite muscular and fit into a certain stereotype, but I imagine my male model as this translucent jellyfish of a man who is totally unfuckable—what does that mean? I haven’t figured it out.”