i always wanted to ba a fashion designer. instead i became an art director. which is sort of the same. i make stuff up. it’s just not that wearable most of the time. sort of like haute couture. at least thats what i am trying to do. of course some clients demand for ready to wear, but thats just life and i stil try to make every single piece look pretty!
i am also persistent, loud, brutaly honest, engaging, demanding, an only child, a worrier and a thinker. i talk a lot. i have a wierd humour, only my lovely teampartner gets. i can’t whistle. i never sing in the shower. i love watching people and browsing fleemarkets. i laugh out loud, i blush. i cry when bambi gets shot. i believe that coffe tastes much better in paper cups. i hate winter. i dance on tables, when i am drunk. i prefer cynical over nice. i believe that i can not live without ben&jerries and disgustingly sweet flavoured lipgloss. i love beaches. and paris. but i am not a bloddy romantic. i have a lot of shoes, but i love walking barefoot. i hate pigeons and raisins. i am an obsessed colour coordinator and i lye for shit. i like to doodle in my sketchbook and i adore hand made typography. i hardly ever dream, but i believe in unicorns. i read a lot, in books, magazines, people and pictures.