Caption: Having Zoran clothes is like having a computer. They can be programmed to suit your own needs, and “meeting the needs of women who live fast, move fast, work,” says Zoran, was precisely his plan. What’s evolved: a series of amazingly versatile pieces. Timeless. T-shirt simple. Amply scaled. In basic colors, natural fabrics. He’s taken “ease in dressing” a giant step.
From Vogue, March 1983.
“Zoran doesn’t advertise, and even if he did it’s doubtful it would do much good, since his clothes are almost indescribably plain, consisting of four or five solid colors, all in the same expensive fabrics, like cashmere and Tasmanian wool, yet minimally cut, without zippers or buttons — a uniform, in effect. The look has been described as ”Gap for the very rich.’…
'His politics are almost to the right of Beowulf,' said the architect Hugh Newell Jacobson, who is designing his headquarters here.”
Ever since then Tina [Weymouth] has been in love with a pair of tight black pants with a tag which says “BJs” which she believes stands for blow jobs.
One night at Hurrah’s, Tina was proudly flaunting her BJs, standing next to Debbie Harry, dressed in a chic wool knit outfit. Friendly but firm, Debbie advised Tina to change immediately because the BJs didn’t suit her image.
"As if I had to be protected," Tina sighed. It’s crazy; people form an idea in their heads of what they think you are. Once this 18-year-old boy in England who was quite beautiful came up to me after the show and said, ‘Forgive me, this isn’t meant to be an insult, but throughout the entire show I thought you were a 12-year-old boy. It’s only now I’ve discovered you’re a girl.’ So I don’t know what to think!”
Unsure of what stage apparel or image to adopt, Tina bought an attractive pink blouse for the recent Paris concert. Despite good intentions, this too involved a Catch-22.
"I don’t want to bore the audience by constantly wearing the same clothes onstage but I don’t want to distract the music with designer clothes,” she said. “This pink top covers everything without showing too much. It’s the female Steven Tyler look; strings hanging down. But it was so hot at the gig that suddenly I was drenched in sweat, completely soaking wet. Little by little the shirt got wet and started to stretch out, peeling off like a layer of skin,” she laughed hysterically. “What a sideshow! What an encore!”