For this year’s autum-winter collection I aspired to build structures and paint motives inspired by poetry and club culture. The poems from Attila Jozsef have always been close to my heart growing up in Budapest and now as the train passes by a factory or an old train station in East-Berlin, I see the poems coming to life as a heavy, industrial and erotic vision of the past and present resurrecting in clothes. I mostly used leftöver latex, silk, denim, hardware and second hand clothes to create the pieces, that were all inspired by A.J. poems.

Let’s be honest. We have been through a lot in the last few years and it is not over yet. Humanity and mother earth as we knew, do not exist anymore. For me the visions of apocalypse have started at the end of 2019 , but I was really looking forward to 2020 because I love the 1920’s and I kind of blindly expected the same from 2020. But it did not bring along anything like the roaring twenties as we call the decade of freedom when women could get rid off their corsetts, the war was over and people wanted different experiences and carefree living. Instead, as an artist it was very hard to stay motivated. Most of my

It is now more important then ever to buy from local shops and designers! Covid hit the fashion industry hard and even tho this is not definitely a bad thing, even Rihanna’s brand went bankrupt so…. We need your help guys ! It is time to make more conscious decisions about our fashion purchases as well as everything we do when the planet is concerned. Start mending the clothes we already have, instead of throwing them away. If women could do this a few decades ago , we can do it too! Swapping clothes with a group of friends when you feel like going shopping is good fun as well. And when you really feel like making a purchase, go

After the first quarantine of 2020 I was hoping I won’t have to model my own designs again, but as 2021 knocked on the door, I was getting more and more sure that it will be necessary for my Marie-Antoinette project. Scheduling a photoshoot is hard enough, but when you have to do it during a pandemic it’s almost impossible. Thanks to my talented photographer boyfriend and Lucifer, it went pretty well.