Documenting the style-scape of Lagos, Nigeria




I'll tell you something about Fletcher Mama.

I noticed her backstage shining shoes clearly belonging to male models, I wasn't sure who she was but playfully took a photo of her (see last photo).

From her actions, I began to look around...really look around and observe...and all I could see backstage was a group of people who didn't see themselves as competition.

Models helped other models, designers assisted other designers, there was a general sense of laughter and camaraderie.
Now I cannot pretend to have been backstage anywhere else but I know certainly I wasn't expecting this relaxed co-dependent atmosphere.

You can imagine my absolute shock when I saw the same beauty who was happily shining male models' shoes, walking the runway as a womenswear fashion label owner.

Mama Fletcher, you're my kind of person.

Your collection is my kind of collection.


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