Katherine Berjikian
I met Sevana Tchakerian a couple times before I got the opportunity to interview her.
I had been in Armenia for a couple days and out of boredom I went
with a couple friends to a fancy, kind of tourist café. Half way through
the meal, Sevana and a person I never really caught the name of, sat
down. After a little while, kind of out of boredom, I stood up to make
my round of kisses and leave. However, Sevana stopped me before I left,
and insisted on talking to me about my outfit.
