“I come from a family who had to leave their homelands due to persecution and create new lives for themselves. Growing up, this caused a lot of confusion about where I was from due to the secrecy of a family leaving bad memories behind. To this day, I don’t fully comprehend how Latvian or how Russian I am. If you ask my father, who was born in Israel, he’ll say we’re Russian. And so, without any type of exposure or knowledge of my Russian heritage, for my own sense of self, I am a Ruskaya gevotchka, a Russian girl. However, I grew up in Canada with my mother’s family, who are Hungarian holocaust survivors. If you had asked my grandmother, she would have told you that she’s Hungarian and from Czechslovakia.
I have always been drawn to gypsy nomadic cultures and as with everything in my life, the aesthetics. Left with a strong sense of identity (albeit a confused one), I went searching. I fell in love with and became a part of gay male culture and the traditions of Mexico (absolutely no rhyme or reason to that, but that’s just the way it happened). The other side of me has always had a fascination with the dark romantic fairytales, storytelling, myths, a love for folkloric costumes, gypsies, nomads, Eastern Europe, all with a Ladyfag twist.
I am thrilled by the idea of getting to reimagine myself as the little Tsarina and the snowmaiden story that might have brought her comfort had she made it to the woods. I feel as if I am paying homage to my heritage and my enchantment with fashion.”