The Renaissance of Ghanaian Kente on Parisian Catwalks
Once reserved for royalty, Kente is now closing couture shows in Paris — woven in Bonwire, cut in the Marais, and worn as a statement of African luxury that needs no translation.
Authoritative dispatches on West African indigenous textiles, Parisian couture dialogues, and avant-garde street style curated under the direction of Ami Black.
Once reserved for royalty, Kente is now closing couture shows in Paris — woven in Bonwire, cut in the Marais, and worn as a statement of African luxury that needs no translation.
Once reserved for royalty, Kente is now closing couture shows in Paris — woven in Bonwire, cut in the Marais, and worn as a statement of African luxury that needs no translation.
James Town turned the street into a gallery. Ami Black walks the festival where paint, print and second-hand tailoring become the most honest fashion week in West Africa.
Shea butter cooperatives and hand-loomed silk are quietly building West Africa's most credible sustainability story — one where the maker is paid first and the planet second-guesses nothing.
Inside a two-room Osu atelier where a 24-year-old designer is cutting the sharpest Afro-minimalist tailoring in the city — and turning down investors who want her to hurry.
The shows, the front rows, the arguments in the corridors — Ami Black's editor's notebook from a week that confirmed Accra as a fashion capital in its own right.