My grandma was the first one who actually encouraged me and took me to thrift shops, garage sales, to find Barbies and precious things. I've been attracted ever since to pretty things like stuff that shine or flowy fabrics.
For me, that's where fashion started. She had some Barbies with dresses and that evolved into making dresses out of napkins and leftover fabric.
There’s been a series of events where people told me that I couldn't do it, and that I would not be successful, that I absolutely will never pursue this kind of job. But also there have been all those moments where I proved them wrong.
Those were moments I realized I can do absolutely everything. As long as I put my mind to it.
There has been a moment during my school time, even if it almost sounds off as like very mean, a teacher, once said to me after I already talked to her about quitting: “you're not the most talented one and you're definitely not the most stylish one, but you're, I think, the one that wants this the most.”
And it always stuck with me.
I will never be the most talented one, and I will never be the most pretty one, but I will always be the one that wants it the most.
And that is more, maybe more important than anything. Because if you don't want it, you will never get it.
Growing into myself was a process, not a fluke.
I create for myself. I don’t create for anyone. If I don't want to wear it, I don't want to make it.
I think that makes you a good designer.
I create for me and for people like me, my brand is very inclusive: from thick to thin, from cis to trans, from black to white from gay to straight. Everyone, everyone can wear my clothes.
Sometimes I feel, a little bit, judged, because of the way I make clothes, but I don't really care because like I said I make my art for me, to make me happy.
Other fashion designers do not actually care about me, they don't see me as a threat, people can misunderstand me, but that's fine.
