Viktoria’s Dark Secrets

Viktoria Modesta is a site to behold

Gorgeous, talented plus highly innovative, model/musician Viktoria Modesta is a site to behold. Really. She’s renaissance, deliciously eccentric, and sculpted from the school of hard knocks. Too cool.

We love that she’s launched her solo music project with musician/producer Nik Hodges w/tracks written and produced by Viktoria and Nik. They’ve established a sound that reflects a mix of Electro, Dirty Pop, and a wee pinch of Indie/Rockabilly twang.

From the mouth:

“The project is already gathering an exciting amount of attention from the music industry with great reviews from MUSIC WEEK (Jane Bond has been featured on MUSIC WEEK playlist) , BRAND AMP, KISMET and BIZARRE. Her appearance @ London Fashion Week generated an amazing response after she performed an adapted version of SATELLITE, live as a finale of ZIAD GHANEM & FIRETRAP’s fashion show at The Freemasons Hall – Vauxhall Fahion Scout, stealing the show wearing a white couture gown.”

Oh, and Viktoria is an amputee. Something that she’s thrilled about. We can see why.

> Torture Garden

“Since the operation, there hasn’t been a single day where I’ve thought I shouldn’t have gone through with it. I do sometimes still wish I had a normal leg – but not my old leg.” -Viktoria, Bizarre

> Viktoria Modesta, Bizarre Cover Story

Viktoria @ selected London venues, playing as a 3 piece live band . Watch. Listen. Bye Bye. Gone.

> Viktoria

> Myspace

video Jane Bond by Modesta:

Viktoria Modesta Performance at the Ziad Ghanem London Fashion Week Show S/S 2010

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