In a city filled with tailoring studios and fabric and accessory shops, Dakar’s trendy locals dazzle. Whenever I visit London from where I work as a designer, I always get off the plane and head straight to the city center to experience the vision and graceful poses of boob-wearing women (and equally elegant men) of all ages – Live Street Almost could be director Djibril Diop Mambéty’s iconic 1973 Senegalese film Touki Bouki .
roll Model Mona Tougaard (left) for the perfect Dsquared2 shirt Paired with trousers (dsquared2.com) pattern and Susan Caplan earrings, model Ibrahim Kane spotted Dsquared2 vest, shirt and trousers; dsquared2.com.
THIS IS POETRY IN MOTION – WHETHER THE POET IS WEARING ART EMBROIDERY And appliquéd guinea brocade gowns and tunics, or terribly mismatched European fit pieces, their confidence was friendly and confident, never overbearing.
On weekdays, when the sun goes down and the sea breeze blows the heat of the city, the Corniche Ouest beach is full of men, women and children exercising, playing football, walking, chatting, flirting until Descending late at night. On weekends, however, Dakar street style’s invigorating color palette explodes in colors ranging from intense fuchsias and bold oranges and purples to nuances of the Nile, turquoise and starched white – usually Pair with trim and accessories to accentuate the figure and define their personality. wearer. On closer inspection, no boob or robe is exactly the same. Like gardens of overgrown bougainvillea among lilies and hibiscus, the city transforms as the drama’s actors weave through traffic-choked streets and crowded inner-city markets. A colorful oasis.
Another favorite destination of mine is St. Louis ( Ndar , Wolof, the most widely spoken language in Senegal), on an island – about four hours drive north from Dakar – via a bridges of centuries connected to the mainland. The colorful yet imposing buildings (weather-beaten and threatened by rising water levels) and the slow pace are always a relief from the hustle and bustle of Dakar.
Casset and Sylla are the subject of beautiful black and white photographs of Senegal’s beautiful, vibrant and mysteriously serene city – and the charismatic style of its citizens and individuality – showing that, here, culture is not defined by wealth or status. Instead, it revolves around a simple act that is both conscious and vaguely detached: clothes that are remembered long after you leave the room.