My "home" is a controversial topic. I don't exactly have one. I live all over the world.

I am a feminist. I reject wholeheartedly the way we are taught to perceive women. The beauty of women, how a woman should act or behave. Women are strong and fragile. Women are beautiful and ugly. We are soft-spoken and loud, all at once. There is something mind-controlling about the way we're taught to view women.

People ask me why I wear veils. I reply, I am mourning. Mourning what? Well I figure something shitty must be going on somewhere.

I see love in black and white. Passion in shades of “gris”. But when it comes to you and I, color is all I see.

I am so excited to extend myself behind the scenes as a designer, and to - as my father puts it - finally have a real job.

I don't know that my schooling was conducive to wild ideas and creativity, but it gave me discipline, drive. They taught me how to think. I really know how to think.

I live between two things-I live between art and pop all the time.