Are we all dressing the same?
The only fashion creator I've followed consistently on YouTube over the years is Karen Brit Chick. I adore her enthusiasm for fashion and her ability to tell stories through clothes. She reminds me that fashion can be joyful, playful, and deeply personal. The only downside? She showcases luxury brands that my bank account simply cannot entertain.
So I started exploring other creators. That's when I noticed something strange. Everyone seemed to be wearing... the exact same outfit. The same thong sandals. The same bubble pants and barrel jeans. Even the same African luxury brands kept appearing across different channels.
At first, I wondered if it was because I was mostly watching Black American creators. Then I thought perhaps these were simply the trends of the moment. But after a while, it became difficult to tell one haul from another. It left me wondering: are we slowly losing our individual style?
Fashion has become strangely predictable. And every year we can see what will become the it item of the season. A couple of years ago, every influencer owned that one-shoulder pleated dress with the side keyhole. Last summer, it was impossible to escape the printed mesh dresses or crochet dresses.
Even Pinterest is not safe anymore. It used to be my secret weapon. Whenever I needed inspiration, I would create mood boards and discover unexpected styling ideas. Today, my Pinterest feed still looks like me; however, it has become more and more generic. And don't get me started on AI-generated images.
What has always fascinated me about fashion isn't the labels or the trends. It's the creativity. The idea that two women can wear the same fabric and have two completely different looks. Take weddings in Senegal; in some ethnic groups, they wear the same fabric. Yet you see several different interpretations. And no matter how many guests attend, no outfit looks the same. That's what makes fashion exciting.
Lately, though, I feel we've become more uniform than ever. Post-COVID fashion seems to have settled into a formula. Fashion became more laid-back and casual. Moreover, globally, people gravitate towards the same styles: the corset dress you wear at big events (such as weddings) that leaves you wondering how anyone manages to sit down; the monochrome fitted gown with a lace or tulle illusion skirt; the sweatpants or yoga pants as airport fashion. Where is the fun in that?
If there's one thing I've learned over the years, it's that developing personal style starts long before you go shopping. It starts with knowing yourself. My style today looks nothing like it did twenty years ago. As a teenager, I was the ultimate tomboy, preferring baggy jeans and sports jerseys to dresses. Nowadays, I've fully embraced my "Auntie era," and I'm perfectly happy there. I know what works for me. I love boho-chic silhouettes, flowing dresses, oversized boubous, wide-leg trousers and comfortable bold printed fabrics that allow me to breathe—especially in Dakar's heat. I have never been a "baddie" (well, maybe when I was in college). You will rarely catch me wearing anything skin-tight. I lean towards modest dressing because that's what feels comfortable to me. Once you understand who you are, trends lose much of their power over you.
One of the greatest advantages of living in Senegal is access to talented tailors. I genuinely don't know what I would do without mine. Every couple of months, I buy fabric, sketch an idea—or sometimes simply describe what I have in mind—and leave the rest in their capable hands. The result? A unique garment made specifically for my body, my lifestyle and my personality. And almost without fail, someone asks me where I bought it.
And perhaps that's what personal style should always be about—not following the crowd, but finding the confidence to dress like yourself.







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