I exist here, now. I'm not much interested in the future. Or, more precisely put, I do not believe in the future. To exaggerate a little, I have no faith that I will still exist tomorrow or the day after. What is more, I absolutely detest retrospection. That dislike is balances only by my desire to make my way back home as quickly as possible.

Fashion cannot make you sexy. Experience makes you sexy. Imagination makes people sexy. You have to train yourself, you have to study, and you have to live your life.

I have no imagination about holidays, vacations, or retiring life. I can't imagine about those things.

I always want to have a new challenge involved. I need to put myself to the test, and if I make mistakes, it doesn't matter. What matters to me, instead, is making my dreams come true and putting them on display.

I feel like I have become a living fossil in the fashion world. Without even noticing it, in my own collection I have moved away from the street style.

I only see the faults, flaws, the imperfections. That attracts me.

Just listen to the material. What is it going to say? Just wait. Probably the material will tell you something.