My worst addiction is buying second hand clothes. Because it is cheaper and more ethical than fast fashion, I think that anything is allowed. Objects and materials give me a sense of safety and they create a homely environment. I know it’s not healthy way to live, but these days it give me happiness. I’m on the road to get rid of papearances.
Nádor Gallery, Pécs Hungary
I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR again! Says anyone, in fact, and the next twenty minutes consist of piling a two-metre tower of textiles from the coat rack to the other side of the room. My honest confession about my shopping addiction. is getting out of hand with the fact that I can't fit in my room. My room?? More like in the apartment, in different family homes in different parts of the country. My convulsive insistence and magpie-like talent for selection, of which I am very proud, creates a safe environment for me that no one can take away from me.
