Born femboy to grace this planet.

Some people might call me a walking embodiment of glitter and sparkle, and they wouldn’t be wrong. Like a magpie drawn to shiny objects, I have an insatiable love for jewelry. My heart skips a beat at the sight of a dazzling diamond necklace or a pair of dangly earrings that could double as wind chimes. My collection of baubles and trinkets would make even Queen Elizabeth green with envy.

I was born and raised in the waffle-loving land of Belgium, a country known for its chocolate, fries, and Tintin. But little did I know that I would become the first Belgian-born femboy to emerge from the shadows and embrace my unique style. My journey as a flamboyant fashionista began at a very young age when I would raid my mother’s jewelry box, adorning myself with necklaces, bracelets, and rings until I was a walking, talking Christmas tree.