Prints, patterns, color. These are some of the things that come to mind when you think Fashion in Africa. Over the years, we have seen the evolution of Fashion in Africa. From the Damask to dry lace, from Adire- Eleso to Kente, each material being worn in a specific way tells a story. A story of pride, tradition and more importantly deeply rooted history.

According to history, clothes have not always been worn in Africa. If you let the history books tell you all you know, they might even say the first sighting of clothes in Africa dates back to 2000 B.C.E. The accuracy of this report we will never know.


The Ankara cloth was generally made popular by countries in West Africa such as Ghana, Nigeria and Senegal was not originally from any of the countries.

The Ankara cloth was created in Indonesia. For as long as they can remember, the Indonesian locals have made Batik. Slaves and mercenaries recruited from West Africa to be part of the Indonesian army took a liking to Batik and returned to West Africa with the cloth.

The different versions made in Indonesia and Europe were not wildly accepted by the people and with this rejection, the manufacturers then turned to West Africa where market women had taken a liking to the materials and even made better patterns of the Cloth.


With this discovery came the birth of Ankara. It was adopted and made popular by West Africa and based on this popularity, we are now able to look at Runways all over the world and see the inspiration for Ankara from Burberry, L.A.M.B, Marni to name a few.

We are able to see the inspiration of the Ankara cloth everywhere. Women all over West Africa today wear Ankara casually. They are worn at weddings to identify friends of the bride and groom, at birthdays to identify family and friends of the celebrant and even at funerals to celebrate the departed.



Have you ever had a dream of a young child torn away from her mother and given away in marriage to a man old enough to be her great grandfather? Yeah, that was the kind of nightmare i woke up to at 2.00 am . Her screams echoes at every corner of my room,keeps me awake until dawn and gave me this burden in my heart to do something about it...I came up with the solution that if we could help this young child's mother to be self-reliant to be able to take care of her...even educate her, she will not end up in child marriage since her family will not need to borrow money from these Shylocks who want a pound of flesh of their offspring.Call me a dreamer...I won't stop until the nightmare is over. Wish me luck !


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