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Ruslana Korshunova

PART 1

Died in beauty

Why is the top model Ruslana Korshunova plunged to his death? A search in New York.

By Kerstin Kohlenberg Photos Erika Larsen

In addition to the balcony door is still moving the crate. Unnecessary clothing, cowboy boots and light green shoes is on it. A roller suitcase is unpacked in the corner, on the radiator are stacked packs of cigarettes, which is nine floors down Water Street.

It is early afternoon of 28 June, a Saturday, the area at the tip of Manhattan, is dead. Three months ago, Ruslana Korshunova has moved in here. On the floor are books, fresh linen, a plush green turtle. In the closet are white high-wedge heel shoes she has worn on the catwalk. The walls are bare.

On Monday, it has come back from a five-day photo shoot in Paris. Then she was in Atlanta on Wednesday once again New York, an advertising campaign, Friday photos for the luxury department store Neiman Marcus. On Monday to continue the job. Ruslana daily rate is $ 7,500. There are still four days until her 21st Birthday.

Ruslana opens the balcony door. In front of the balcony is a black protective netting, will be built next door. Ruslana cuts to the network with a knife, looks down at a large wooden roof over the sidewalk. If they land on it? It revised its plan also cuts the orange plastic net to the adjacent shell rises to the railing and jump onto the building. Then she falls down himself. Without shoes, jeans and purple shirt makers, with their keys in his pocket it is at 14.30 clock in front of the house next door. A street vendor she has seen, the final meters.

The reconstructed events, the police and closes the case the next day. Suicide. In the media, is that Ruslana was depressed and overworked. It is said that it was seeking to exit the business model. They should have had money problems, and translations appear from their Russian Social-networking site Odnoklassniki (classmates) to: texts in which she questions the meaning of life. Ruslana appears as a spindly exploited these girls who did not survive the tough business model.

One and a half weeks after Ruslana's death, the door to the balcony is open again. The traffic is so loud that one can hardly talk. Sitting on the sofa Ruslana ex-boyfriend Artem, 24, her best friend Kira, 23, and her manager. The manager, late 30s, will not he tell his exact age, can be accompanied by a silent model and make phone calls. Even his name he will not read in the newspaper, not a dead model is good for business. Kira has crossed her long legs and leafs through a book of Ruslana. They would also like to become a model, but it is not as beautiful as it was Ruslana. Now they makelt apartments. Artem, extending the two women only up to the chin, walks with a shaved head in the apartment and grabs the green plush turtle, "which got I bought her in our first vacation," according to an application form for the Columbia University to study "they wanted ". He goes to the balcony door, "Ruslana was still afraid of heights. You do not even smoke on the balcony."

The manager now has the phone over and immediately takes over the conversation. "Ruslana was great in the shop. She was about to make a million a year. Bring you are there and why she was barefoot? Who jumps barefoot in a body shop, where nails are on the ground and why it does not have a farewell letter leave and why the police have not interviewed by us in detail, and why is the senior police officer driving on the day after her death on holiday? "

Artem was the last to Ruslana was seen alive. "She has complained of abdominal pain, but otherwise she was, as always," he says. He had picked up on Friday evening against 23 clock at home. They watched TV with his parents. Ruslana fell asleep watching television, he woke her up and drove her home. Since it was four clock in the morning.

Kira also can not remember anything unusual. It has Ruslana last seen on Thursday, two days before her death in Central Park "She came from a shooting, her hair was very curly." And then you say Kira the phrase that in the next few hours, the mantra is the three on the sofa, "You would never have taken his life."

Displacing three people here a little, because suicide would reflect badly on them? The ravens friends who want to see the fairy tale character Ruslana? Ruslana, the beauty, Ruslana, the turnover makes Ruslana travels to the world, Ruslana, which brings from Tokyo fun mobile trailers, Ruslana, is to see the home in the Dior ads in shampoo advertising and perfume clips, while Kira's office Artem's and installed fire extinguishers and the manager conceded percentages?

Or their doubts are justified, and if they stuff now not travel guide, French and English books, Russian poetry, Kant's metaphysics of morals and the book It's how good you are, it's how good you want to be in a box to pack her up a life which, as they say, was happy?

Ruslana is never one of these Russian girls have no future. It is a city boy who grows up in the center of Almaty, former capital of Kazakhstan, a city surrounded by snowcapped mountains. Her father died when she was six, but the family is financially well and the mother works as a cosmetics saleswoman. Ruslana is in a gifted children, learn German, play the piano, taking voice lessons. And she has this floor-length hair. You are the dream of her mother, and after it. Until Ruslana 16, she washed her hair not once himself.

It is these hairs that give it the first job as a model. One teacher, who is working the way for the flight magazine Asia fall on them, and so Ruslana poses with 15 for the liberal magazine in Tarzan cover under a palm tree, open the chestnut hair nearly to the ground.

"She was shy, but she has been working well," recalls the photographer Boris Brul. On a flight to Moscow Talent Scout Tatiana Cherednikova the magazine sees in June 2003. But Ruslana's mother is not interested in a modeling career for her daughter, says Brul. She wants Ruslana studied. Cherednikova know what to do in such cases. She flies to Almaty and persuaded the mother to agree to at least sample images of Ruslana.

Then it goes very quickly. In mid-November Cherednikova shows the images of a British agency. In January 2004, Ruslana, she travels alone to Moscow, is photographed for the Russian Cosmopolitan. She still wears braces and is only 1.74 meters tall. All the same. She flies to Paris, takes photos for the magazine L'Officiel. She now has an agency in Moscow, London and Paris. In the spring she returned to Almaty, to graduate from school, can their braces removed. In September 2004, it runs on the Fashion Week in London for Paul Smith, Kenzo and Preen. She speaks fluent German, but not a word of English. She is now 17th

And makes debt. For a magazine route it stands for days in a thin dress in the snow storm. "There is money for such a little magazine stories, the flight costs almost always more than we deserved," says Tatiana Cherednikova on the telephone in Moscow. "But such editorials are important for the start."

The Agency interprets the cost of set creation, travel, accommodation, Ruslana have to repay them from their later salaries. Each new set creation, each courier service will be added. This is standard in the industry. In addition, the agencies take commissions on the merits of the models. Agencies in London and New York retain 20 percent, Milan 40, sometimes 50 percent, in Paris to keep almost all the 70 percent of the fee.

Ruslana is lucky, she gets a well-paid advertising contract with Clarins, in November 2005, she on the cover of French Elle, who celebrates it as a new face. She tells the magazine that she wants to explore the world. She now commutes between London and Paris. It is for a few weeks in Tokyo, she dares the leap to New York. There, where the most money is where the largest customers are the best deal. It is now 18th

Katerena sits at a long wooden table in a Belgian restaurant near Union Square in Manhattan. Within a few hundred meters here all the major New York modeling agencies are located. Even Marilyn, the agency was in the Ruslana in the first two years in New York.

Katerena wears Chucks, her thin legs stuck in plaid pants. She also works as a model, they also began with 15. Katerena knows Ruslana from their old flat in Brooklyn. Before Ruslana moved there, she had lived in some model apartments that are provided by the agencies for a high rent. There are bunk beds, the girls change weekly. From there, the agency sends the models to countless auditions.

"In the early years, it is important for a model that makes it a name, otherwise it is getting older and gets lost in the flood of new young faces," says Katerena. Cover pictures are important, magazine tracks from well known photographers and advertising for major brands. Ruslana was under contract for Pantene hair care products, Dior make-up, Paul Smith, DKNY, Moschino, not a bad start.

Also Katerena was once at this point, but it went no farther. She suffered from the constant diet under the journeys, always in the air, always new people, no friends, she missed her home. "I am now 25 and I feel as a survivor of the business," she says. She is sometimes credited only sometimes, besides trying to raise a fashion line.

"If we start, we are children who look like adults," says Katerena, "there should not be surprised if we react like children." Ruslana was a shy child, "and always a little more seriously than any other." In her bag stuck Ruslana colorful buttons, as they have school children in their backpacks. She cried quickly, she was emotionally vulnerable.

A few days later, Artem sits on the red sofa in his garage office. He made two years ago with a self-installer. It's hard to talk to him about Ruslana. Again and again he returns to the police. He believes they have the death just as quickly declared a suicide, to save money. He had heard, says Artem, that had been broken into lower accident a few weeks before Ruslana floors. Someone had climbed onto the balcony and from there into the apartment. Thus, even with the determined Ruslana been.

Neither the police nor the caretaker or the property management can confirm this. There was no break-in. Artem still believes in it. Because anger is better than mourning.

Like almost everyone is friends of Ruslana Artem Russian, the only one of them, who grew up in New York. He wanted to marry Ruslana. A year after they met in Ruslana WG had two brand-new skyscrapers in one in Queens were taken with a view of the skyline. "The cat who I have given her, we called our child," said Artem. Both go camping, fish, much alone. But most of Ruslana's going.

Early last year, she is four weeks in Tokyo, she calls him, crying because she is alone on Valentine's Day. Artem buys a pair of diamond earrings and flies to Tokyo. He remained for two weeks. After he left again, writes Ruslana him on his MySpace page: "welcome back home my love, miss you soooooooooooo much, from first minute, it's so empty here without you .. why we are so silly? You and me .. last days. "



zeit.de

Sorry for the bad english. Google Translator :flower:
 
Part 2

Ruslana is tense. She has concerns, you can not get enough work. The agency has financed her flight and accommodation, but it is in the middle caught in a holiday week in Japan, there is nothing going on. She calls her discoverer Tatiana Cherednikova. Tatiana done a few phone calls and calms Ruslana. The agency posts a job for them to compensate for the expenditure. In the end, Tokyo is a financial failure. She is now 19th

At home she does not talk about the modeling. "We were working outside the door," said Artem. More say he can not. He has always protected it. But he has not done anything wrong. When they are to be flown out last year on vacation in Mexico because of a hurricane warning for Mexico City, Ruslana reacts in panic. Artem captivates the ground crew with $ 400 to get even with her on a plane to New York can.

Artem is not always up to Ruslana. He knows that there are limits conversation. So she moves on, whenever he asks for the death of her father. So he can be there someday. It retains much of its own. Maybe because she is living the dream of so many of her friends. Because there are so many that they admire her looks, her career. Perhaps they think that their declines, no one that she is unhappy. That it would be presumptuous if they complained. If it something very depressed, she says it is the mother. The two telephone calls five times a day. "After that, you could always see how relieved she was," said Artem.

At the wedding of his cousin begins Ruslana the bridal bouquet and the garter, he of the bride. "Everybody thought that we marry next, we were happy," says Artem, and probably have to be assumed that he means: He was happy. In the fall of Ruslana separates herself from him. On his MySpace page, posting it on 12 October 2007: "it says 'simple' on your page, why its not simple with you?" He wants to say anything. He gives her all the furniture and helps her move. The night after Ruslana's death leaves Artem tattoo her name on the wrists.

Ruslana has concluded two apartments in Almaty and nearly $ 300,000 to two accounts at Chase Manhattan. Nevertheless, the fear for the next job is a constant in her life. "Ruslana was obsessed with the work," says her manager. "They always wanted more, more, more."

One of her close friends is Vlada Roslyakova model. Vlada is from Omsk in Siberia, six days younger than Ruslana, four inches taller, and extremely well in business. Also because it is one of the thinnest models that are to be had. Unlike Ruslana she has an outgoing, funny kind "She manages to make customers aware of," says a colleague. And as discussed in a variety of blogs about whether Vlada has eating disorders or whether it gaunt by nature, it will be posted around the clock.

To what extent did Ruslana to create this competition, one can only guess. In March 2007 she moved to IMG New York, perhaps the best agency in the business. At the wedding of a friend Artem cousin noticed that Ruslana has declined. It makes the South Beach diet, eat no meat, and finally no longer gets her days. Artem she says that she was glad. In spring 2008, it can be a beauty spot wegoperieren in the face. When, on the 7th July 2008 is buried in Moscow, Vlada is at the airport and waiting for the plane to their next job.

The agency shows her enterprising side. As there is received the news of Ruslana's death before it is all over the papers, someone calls to the producer of the Neiman-Marcus catalog and asks for payment for urgent Ruslana, tells one of the make-up women. The agency will probably make sure that it also gets its last portion of Ruslana.

In the previous months it had looked as Ruslana was planning a life after modeling. She thinks about spectacle hours and take elocution lessons to save her Russian accent, she has a French tutor and occupies a business course at NYU. She dyes her hair black. As Tatiana Cherednikova it earlier this year in Moscow meets a tea, she asks Ruslana for the best universities in Moscow. They talk about love, about how difficult it is to find a soul mate, on the envy of the industry. "I think she was never quite sure of their own beauty," says Tatiana Cherednikova. "She looked like a beautiful woman, but inside she was a teenager."

Ruslana is now 20th 1 January 2008 she wrote to her Russian Social-networking site Odnoklassniki: "It hurts, as if someone had taken a part of me, it was ripped out without pity, then trampled on it and have it thrown away." She is unlucky in love. Like all models it has not worked in the winter of 2007/08 because of the bad economic situation and has spent so much time in Almaty and Moscow. At a party she has in a young Moscow, Vladimir Vorobeyv love, which, however, has a girlfriend who is expecting a child by him. Ruslana and Vladimir have a brief affair he kisses her in the rain and shows her the Roza Mira-Training Center, where survival courses are offered to rich Moscow. In December, he ended the affair in January Ruslana occupied a course in Roza-Mira Centre. He is the manager there.

On 30 January, she writes on her website: "If I am there for others, who can be there for me, and if I am only for myself because what am I here?" Is that a cry for help? Or are the self-doubt, which every young person who is looking after himself?

On her best friend Kira Ruslana looks at this time anything but depressed. Back in New York, is exempt from Ruslana her very much. Kira has made a similar self-help course in New York. The two talk about how much they have realized that they are responsible for themselves whether they are happy or unhappy. Ruslana is more open since the course, she talks about her feelings about what she feels for her friends, "says Kira. Maybe Kira takes therefore not seriously what Ruslana writes at the same time online. Or is it true what she says she learns of the existence of the page only after Ruslana's death.

On 18 February Ruslana writes: "Everywhere is chaos, I have no home. I need a boss, so is order." And 11 March: "I know why my other relationships did not work. Because I'm unpredictable. Why did not you afraid?" - "Hate me. I beg you, I feel it with all my heart that we are close to each other, like no other man on earth (...). Do not be silent (...). I ask you (...). My soul misses you (...). Come back, turn it around, smile (...). My dear, bright sun, I can not breathe without you, every minute I think of you. "

18th March: "It hurts when someone stops loving you, but you continue to love me."

20th March: "I'm so lost (...). Will I ever find myself?"

The Russian-American journalist Veronika Belenkaya translated the diary entries for the New York Daily News. What it has not translated, it says, are the song lyrics, poems and jokes, among which were these musings. They would have given it a different tone to the whole. Meanwhile, the page was taken from the network.

It was dark in front of the apartment on Water Street. Kira and the manager are still sitting on the sofa. They have been led around an American journalist here. The TV will also come. They want the case reopened. In fact, the police have made some gross error identification. It has a neighboring building, to be bound by the Ruslana, never studied. The officials have looked at the balcony, the apartment is sealed, that's it. This has added one of the policemen involved in the investigation before Ruslana manager, her mother and a lawyer. "And neither have their phone or their computers checked for last call or e-mails," says the manager. "The knife from the balcony, they have simply placed into the bag to their personal belongings. This one does not deal with evidence!"

The spokesman for the New York police say a suicide had been able to close quickly because they had found in the apartment no signs of a struggle. Ruslana also were under fingernails no foreign particles have been skin. And she did not scream when she fell. Three witnesses had confirmed that Ruslana was unhappy. This all is enough to attest to suicide.

When Ruslana mother still wants to know details, ask the policeman back: "Why is it important to know how it happened exactly?" Who would show such a disrespect for the police do not like a mistake? And there are even identify errors that would ultimately change the outcome of suicide probably nothing.

In April 2008, Ruslana meets the 32-year-old Russian car dealer Mark Kaminsky from Staten Iceland. Ruslana Manager believes Kaminsky was a bad deal. On his website you can see pictures Kaminsky with a thick joint. Tatiana Cherednikova says he was extremely jealous of. If another man Ruslana had called on the phone, then he had just taken her, screamed into the phone: call here no more, and threw it into the corner. Only Kira says Ruslana have felt comfortable with Kaminsky. She had liked his home in Staten Iceland, the green there, he had found her a license. Kira is the only one who knows him personally.

The 28th June 2008. About 10 Ruslana clock leaves her apartment and next door to buy fruit. At 12 clock she phoned Mark Kaminsky. "We wanted the evening to go to a party," he says to her death in a newspaper. He then refused any further comment.

To clock 12.19 into a log Ruslana their Russian website. You surf around, but writes nothing. Shortly before, she had posted: "I do not know if it was true love, but I'm sure it exists somewhere, perhaps in my area, perhaps ..." Your thoughts are still at the Muscovite. She logs off and cries Vorobeyv Vladimir in Moscow. He married his pregnant girlfriend now. One journalist, he will tell later: "Ruslana said that she was bored and wanted to go out at night with some friends. It was a perfectly normal conversation." At 14.30 clock is dead

In the apartment in the Water Street Kira takes the last book in order to pack. The Secret, a self-help book that promises the reader that everything he can achieve what he wants. One chapter is marked with the business card of a hair stylist. "Love: the greatest feeling of all."

zeit.de
 
Jalousen°80 de 2005

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thanks fanta! I'm still amazed that Ruslana did lots of editorials and just after her death they appear. Anyway guys any of you speaks or understand kazakh? I re-found an article of Ruslana but I can't find any translator for that language
 
^ Yes, everytime we think we have already seen every single picture existing another pops up. Fanta the pic is beautiful and new to me!

jallougalery
can someone translate the interview? :flower:
Straigh out of a fairytale, the romantic beauty of Ruslana left Jalouse speechless since her noticeable appearance on the catwalks. Interview with the new égérie of the designers. By Laure Ambroise.
The blonde angel just landed. Aged 17, the pretty Ruslana Korshunova, just arrived form the eastern countries, didn't put a foot wrong. The reason for her success, her beauty aside? Her long hair that she never cut (except for the ends) until her arrival in Paris. Between two appointments Ruslana take the time to tell us about her first steps in the job.

How did you get here?
Model in my native country, my agent sent my photo by email to Emma, the booker in charge of the new faces at the Marilyn agency. Emma came to take me to Paris, it was the end of March.
Wich shows did you walk?
In Paris I did Kenzo, Miguel Viera and Isabel Marant and in London Paul Smith and Preen.
What was the hardest part for you?
To walk in heels.
You favorite designer?
Antonio Marras (for Kenzo)
Your last print work?
The italian Vogue and W.
With wich photographers do you have never to be forgotten memories ?
Paolo Roversi and Mario Sorrenti.
Your ad campaigns for this season?
Moschino, Bluemarine, Clarins, Kenzo acccessories among others...
What about your private life?
I have a boyfriend who doesn't live here and everytime I get the chance I spend time with friends like Macha Sememenko (also a model, note from the editor)
Your addresses in Paris?
Vanessa Bruno, the pont des arts and the Seine.
Your style?
Sneakers and jeans.
You guardian angels?
My two bookers, Emma in Paris and Gemma in london.
Your dream?
To become a top model (which she already is for us nfte).


There are probably plenty of english mistakes, sorry :p
 
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New York Times 2005
By Lachlan Bailey



I found this print today in an old box. It was originally published in the New York times. It looks more beautiful now than I remember at the time. Ruslana tragically passed away in 2008.

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