I've always been really conscious about me and my sourroundings.

I was probably 12 and it had to do with being judged at school

Yes, I was three years old and my mother put me in a bikini. I walked around with my hand over my belly button because I felt vulnerable to sexual attention if anyone should see it.

From an early age I was aware of the possibility of sexual harassment and did whatever I could to avoid drawing attention to myself in that way. I hated being called pretty when I was little, I found that very threatening.

I remember my cousin would come over and paint my nails. I was maybe 3? I would get a fushia base coat, covered by a layer of multi-colored glitter polish.

No

As a little girl, I was very conscious of the colours and styles of my clothes. I still remember dresses I wore when I was five or six. For example, a beautiful smocked dress, dark red with tiny flowers in yellow and green given to me by my auntie in Rome.

When I was a kid I vowed to always have colors and to dress for myself, not for the 'popular girls'.

That famous vintage handmade dress! I feel invisible 90% of the time in the streets but when i put on this one, i feel like if i was Marilyn Monroe, and EVERY SINGLE MAN is disgustingly looking at me like in a parody of roger rabbit. So scary! I felt like i was a hunted deer!!

I don’t know about first memories but I have quite a few memories of dressing up when I was little for Hallowe’en for example.

I remember in second grade being aware of my leggings (they were called in the 90s pants). They were blue and had flowers and i had loved them because they were so comfy. But i questioned them. Were they too childish? Some of the popular kids has cooler clothes.

This is all i remember. During school i wasn't so worried about what the others thought of my clothes. I had better things to do. This moment has just stuck with me.

I don't remember a distinct moment. I just realised the potential of clothes to communicate my personality whilst studying at university and talking to friends about different brands. It was a slow progression.

Primary school, horrible girls who were mean about my clothes, shoes

I don't remember.