In Harlem, I got all my black friends. But when I go downtown, I got black, white, Asian, Indian friends. There's no borders, no barriers.

I used to go to Saks, I would go to Bergdorf, I would go to Barneys, I would go to thrift stores in SoHo.

You wouldn't take me to be a Skrillex fan, but honestly, when I'm at his shows, I get high and liquored up, and I just go in the crowd and start raving.

Sometimes I feel like what's hard for fashion designers to do is take looks from off the runway and actually put it into existence, into reality. That's really the hard part.

With clothes, I like mixing what different designers do until it becomes a personal expression of how I'm feeling that day.

I'm not glorifying it at all, I'm just basically telling you that sometimes I have suicidal thoughts. And maybe I should seek help, or maybe it's not that deep.

It bring a tear to my eye to see native New York people give me my props because New York is stubborn and arrogant.