I'd say in general, my style is Johnny Weir style. It's my style. I can't classify it as anything else.

I definitely don't think of myself as an actual male model. I'm far too short and my legs are far too muscular.

To me, skating should look effortless even when you're doing the hardest of elements.

I'm not commercial, I'm not for Special K cereal and I'm not a Wheaties boy; I'm a little bit more avant-garde, a little bit more out there.

Of course I was bullied and of course I was called names - my last name is Weir. That's very, very close to 'weird,' or 'queer' and any of those words. But I've never been anyone to cry over spilled milk or be upset because kids don't like me, or people don't like me... It makes my skin stronger and thicker. And why cry? Your mascara runs.

I would love to be a spokes model for Karl Lagerfeld or Balenciaga or something like that.

Out of ugly, make something beautiful.