I have my own judge in me....and he`s always judging me.

With my eyes turned to the past, I walk backwards into the future.

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.

The more we possess, the more distant we grow from God.

Fashion sighs after trends. I want timeless elegance. Fashion has no time. I do. I say: Hello Lady, how can I help you? Fashion has no time to even ask such a question, because it is constantly concerned with finding out: What will come next? It is more about helping women to suffer less, to attain more freedom and independence.

Fashion is only complete when it is worn by ordinary people who exist now, managing their lives, loving and grieving.

I have my own judge in me....and he`s always judging me.