I was a real rascal growing up in Amsterdam. Patrick and I met in New York in my days as a fashion designer. He had to drag me to my first yoga class at Jivamukti Yoga.
That first class in the East Village spelled the end of smoking, drinking and all the other destructive habits that I held on to – quite a few, trust me. And look at me now: yoga opened my heart, and there's no closing it anymore! My life has changed 180 degrees from the jet-setting New York lifestyle to spending my Friday at a Kirtan event. I'll write a book someday: “How yoga ruined my life” :)