Feminist Flare


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T-Shirt – Pimkie

Trousers – Zara

Sliders – Fila

Eyewear – HM

I don’t often shop at Zara but they have done well by me on the last shopping excursion I had (R.I.P Overdraft). These pants are probably my favourite thing in the world at the moment, they give me so much life with the socket buttons at the bottom half that can be fastened to show a sexy bit of leg (and give you a bit of the breeze in warm climates) or kept shut to give a more demure kind of look. They remind me a bit of speed racer (and I just googled the cartoon to see if that made sense) with the colour scheme and I can totally see him rocking these if he were a bit more fashion orientated – I mean the red scarf is still a look and who know, maybe I’ll incorporate that staple into a look with these beauties at some point.

The shirt is a simple little statement that I rock to the core, after all – FUCK THE PATRIARCHY! is definitely one of my favourite phrases (and genuinely, fuck it to hell and beyond). There has been a rivulet of pro feminist protest T-shirts this year, with Marc Jacobs (amongst many other designers) including them within their brands and I have wanted one for quite a while now, so when I saw this simple little number at Pimkie, I thought, why not? I want one, it’s super cheap, let’s get one! So I got it. I think style is an incredibly personal expression of one’s self and I’m with the idea of having my clothes express my thoughts, what I stand for and believe in, as well as what I don’t.

Now I wasn’t partial to sliders for a very long, long time but a good friend of mine (S/O to Princess Fabia) swore by the comfort of hers and I gave it a go with the FILA sliders. I’ve got to admit that she was right, they are by far the most comfortable shoes I have ever had and they’re pretty cute too (and they match the colour scheme of the trousers!). I went pretty bare on the accessories with this one, my fashion shades from H&M were the only thing I had on. And they kind of paint the world in sunlight when they’re on your face – something I appreciated very much in London (Lisbon, not so much)

Overall, I’m just really excited to make the most of my cute ass pants. Look out for more on ModainLondres soon!




A few weeks ago I attended the Afropunk festival and I’ve never been to a music festival or anything comparatively festival like before so it was a new (and not at all daunting) experience. One I’m really glad to have had as there is much historical and cultural significance backing this festival that it doesn’t seem like a festival. It’s more of a celebration. Of African culture and its assimilation within the cities that they hold this event in. People rock up in garments that pays ode to their cultural lineage all whilst giving a nod to their own creative influences within contemporary culture. It’s pretty sick ass and I thought I’d just give a little historical summary on the festival, its foundings and the like in order to truly capture the soul of it.
The Afropunk festival was inspired by a documentary by James Spooner that explored the lives of black punk kids living within a predominantly white punk subculture. The documentary invoked the question of race and what it meant to be black within a predominantly white music world. Spooner’s documentary considered issues of loneliness, exile, inter-racial dating, and the double lives people of colour led within a predominantly white sub-cultured community.
A few years down the line, Afropunk – the festival, was born.
The festival, which started out as safe place for black punks to express themselves and love for the subculture through creation of a community has now extended its reaches from beyond the boundary of punk to include soul/neo-soul, as well as any form of art, culture and musical talent that is representative/represented by people of colour. It is a celebration of community, art, cultural lineage and love and care for your fellow human beings.
And although, London first put on the festival last year, the turn out for its second year was in no way insignificant or paltry. I met so many incredible people at this festival and there were so many looks servedddddd, some of which I was able to take pictures of (S/O to all of these beautiful people!)
Events are always built around the people that attend them and the creation of community at Afropunk is one of the core principles that it has excelled at. I have made friends, contacts and just had a great time in general. I  honestly can’t wait to attend next year, perhaps Paris will be the next city on my horizon.