I am an African woman and proud of it. Although my mother raised me in the US she never allowed me to lose sight of where I came from and the rich traditions I was born into. My mother cooked Ghanaian food, she sewed me Ghanaian clothes which I was very proud to wear, and I am currently happy (on most days) to live in Ghana.
The continent is different than you may have been lead to believe and through these posts I hope I’ve opened your eyes a little bit to the beauty, modernism, and versatility of it. Yes we have lots of work to do as a people, but we aren’t where we used to be and that’s a good thing.
|My gorgeous mother, me, and my brother at her back in Ghana.|
|I'm wrapped in Traditional Ghanaian Kente cloth. |
A rich fabric, with a richer tradition.
|My brother and I dressed in joromi (named for the beautiful intricate stitching).|
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