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wanted to keep more an eye on me than ever because she was intent on molding me into what she was professionally, so at first I thought about majoring in Business Law, but didn’t want to.
    On the side, I started modeling, did some small ads for Benetton, some catalog work, but my main focus was always school. I wanted to run a business, but my mom really didn’t like anything I had to say about that idea. So in a minor way, modeling was an escape of sorts for me, because it also gave me what money I had since my mom kept most of my money from me at that time in an obvious attempt to limit my freedom even further. Another escape of mine was going to art museums, which dated back to when I was a child. My favorite artists are Van Gogh, Monet, and Pissarro, and I would always be making things — be it jewelry, or those friendship bracelets — whatever, as a creative outlet, which I would also sell for extra money. At one point I bought these Pennaflax Water Color pencils, and drew things that blended into others, I guess trying to imitate my heroes. It never turned into anything more than fun, but I wasn’t really raised to be competitive, I was raised to be a shark. My mom had raised me to always reserve my comments toward other people’s feelings, for instance, someone’s musical tastes. If they disagree with yours, you don’t tell them that, you just say it’s not for me. She also raised me to always be independent, never to rely on a man for anything, to always have independence financially. Basically my mom brought me up to never rely on anyone for anything. In spite of her Nazi teenage parenting dictatorship, I admired her as a woman for being very independent, strong, smart and beautiful; she kept herself in really great shape, and was a lot of fun to do things with. She really took me to cool places as a kid, be it Connecticut, or the Hamptons, or museums, plays, and so forth. I was pretty sheltered in terms of men, which gave me a dangerous naivety when I got involved with Dick Pelicanose, but I was very enlightened from a young age on all things cultural, which drove me to experience every artistic thing I could throughout my formative years. Some of them I tried to turn commercial, or into little businesses — for instance my aforementioned friendship bracelet business — but others were just in the spirit of the whole idea.
    All throughout college, even after I was enrolled at Columbia, I still traveled, such that I still went to London, Paris, Brazil — everywhere. I was still very shy in college though, at least on campus, because I didn’t fit in with the typical Columbia mold; they were mostly corn-fed pieces of shit who think they are hot because of where they go to school. Also, I hated the school’s campus because I felt it was a totally artificial environment in relation what New York was really about, and for example, where NYU’s campus, by contrast, was basically the East Village, Columbia had a very model-like design to theirs. You don’t get to see what’s out there, so I gravitated toward the headbangers and the odd ball students who were clearly feeling the way I was about the campus, and believe me, we all stood out. One of my best friends in college, for example, was in the Russian Mafia, but was a really cool person. Going to college in New York I would say was a healthy thing overall as opposed to doing it all in Europe. I definitely found myself in New York, but I also didn’t in many ways because my mother worked so hard to define me in her terms.Thankfully, even at that age, I was determined to live life on my own.
    clockwise from toP left: Jasmin
    and her Grandfather; Jasmin as a baby on the beach in St Croix US Virgin Islands; Jasmin as an infant with her favorite stuffed animal; Jasmin as a baby.
    clockwise from toP left: Jasmin
    as a small child; Jasmin with her mother as a little girl; Jasmin in early school years; Jasmin in grade school.
    toP: Jasmin with her