tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1476486946526934582026-10-17T05:51:46.424-07:00Dedicated to my Love of FashionChilel Aissitouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00294636502494793154noreply@blogger.comBlogger311125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147648694652693458.post-20685530669696152602026-10-10T06:47:37.559-07:002026-10-13T06:11:12.633-07:00

Hi y’all!Y2K fashion is back. And I am not sure how to feel about it!When it was Y2K, which is just the street name for the early 2000s, I was living abroad in Japan to study. For the first time in my life, I had money to spend (I had a scholarship), and no longer depended on my parents. I could have gone crazy. But I was always very careful with money. Very, very careful. Some would even call me

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New day, new hotel review! The boys and I went on our annual summer trip to Saly, and this time around, we decided to check out Hotel Keparanga. My original dream spot was charging way too much for two rooms, but I remembered Keparanga because my parents had stayed there twice and raved about it. So, I jumped on Booking.com and locked in two rooms for three nights.In the spirit of keeping

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Hi Y'all! I hope you are doing well. My love story with plaid, gingham, and other plaid fabrics started when I was a child. One of the first outfits that I fell in love with was a blue tee and a matching Scottish skirt. I wore the skirt on special occasions such as Christmas and during a trip to Geneva. I must have been around 7 or 8.Geneva circa 1987 The love increased as I grew, going

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Hi Y'all?How are y'all surviving this heat? Personally, I am dying, but we move.This summer, YouTube has quietly become part of my daily routine. I usually watch cinema recaps, film reviews, social commentary, comedy shows, fashion shows and the occasional feel-good podcast like Houseguest or IMO. But recently, after buying a few new pieces for my wardrobe, I found myself searching for styling

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Hi y’all!By now, you have probably already read my three previous posts about Cabo Verde (And if you have not, click here, here and here). But trust me, I am not done talking about this trip yet. Today, we are discussing something equally important: the outfits. Because what is a trip without fashion content?Although I did not personally plan this trip, I knew by the end of March that I would be

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Hi Y'all!During my stay in Cabo Verde, I stayed at Hotel Chez Maria Julia. And today I would like to review the hotel for your pleasure. Chez Maria Julia is a charming boutique hotel located in what seems to be a quiet and upscale neighbourhood, called Palmajeiro Baixo,  about fifteen minutes from the airport. The hotel is built across three levels: the terrace where breakfast and

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Hi again. Let me continue delighting you with the rest of my adventures in Praia.Day 4: Hiking in AssomadaOn our fourth day, we headed to the mountains of Assomada for a hike. Truthfully, I was not exactly excited about it. As I mentioned before, I suffer from vertigo. On top of that, I am not exactly what one would call “mountain-hike fit.” But lately, I have been trying to push myself to

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 Hi y’all!I recently went to Cabo Verde for a short getaway, and honestly, it felt long overdue. For those who do not know Cabo Verde, it is an archipelago of 10 islands located in the Atlantic Ocean, a one-hour plane ride from Senegal. Those islands had been sitting quietly on my bucket list for years. Two years ago, my girlfriends and I even attempted to plan a trip there. But like many

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 Hello!It is that time of the year again, when I share all my latest fashion cravings. This Summer, I want colors and bold prints, but when did I ever not crave that?Tropical Print ShirtsLately, I have realised that my wardrobe is dominated by basic, solid-coloured dress shirts and plenty of striped shirts. But what I am missing is fun. I want colour. I want drama. I want oversized leaf

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 Hello!It has been a while. I apologize for not serving you with new posts. Life was lifing, I guess. If you’ve been reading me for a while, then you already know about my love for denim.  As of now, I own several denim pants, a denim skirt, two denim dresses, two denim jackets… and yes, even a denim boubou. At this stage, I might as well admit it: I’m obsessed with the fabric.

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Hi y’all!It has been a while! Ramadan and Eid kept me busy, and do not even get me started on work. Every time I think things will slow down, it somehow gets even crazier. But honestly, I can’t complain—I’d rather be busy than bored.A few days ago, completely worn out from everything life has been throwing at me, I decided to treat myself to the spa. Usually, I just go in for a quick mani-pedi

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Hi Y'all!If you are fasting, how is Lent/Ramadan treating you? I am doing as well as expected. We are halfway through Ramadan. The world is slowly falling apart, but we are expecting to act normally. So let us try. Today, I would like to talk about Iftar buffet. Over the past decade, the concept of the Iftar buffet has slowly but surely established itself in my city, Dakar. What

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My style has always lived somewhere between boho chic and casual. I love flowy dresses, big earrings, denim and soft fabrics… but I also have a deep appreciation for a good suit. Not the stiff, corporate, formal kind — but the kind that feels relaxed, and slightly oversized. Finding that kind of suit in Senegal has been a struggle. Over the years, it’s been the same story on repeat: either

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I really have Golden Friends!Hi y’all!I hope you’re doing great. As I type this, I’m on cloud nine. Okay, my allergies are acting up, and every muscle in my body is sore — but Senegal has just won its second African Cup of Nations soccer title. We have beaten Morocco, the host country of this tournament, despite several controversies. It was an interesting game with several plot twists; that

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Hi y’all!Happy New Year 2026. Before starting the first post of this year, I would like to wish you blessings upon blessings for the year ahead. May it be better than 2025. And as always, thank you for reading me.It’s AFCON season! For those who might not know, AFCON stands for the Africa Cup of Nations, a major football (soccer) competition held every two years and proudly bringing the entire

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 Hi Y'all! The holiday season is officially upon us. Downtown Dakar is already glowing with lights and festive figurines, shop windows are filled with Christmas decorations and toys, and everywhere you turn, the city feels alive with celebration. Even with inflation weighing on daily life, the festive mood is unmistakable. Personally, the moment December arrived, I felt it in my bones- and

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Hi Y’All!It’s been a while. I’m doing fine, and I hope you are too.My birthday came and went without anything extravagant. No fancy trip, no exotic destination. If I had the funds, trust me, I would have packed my bags and hopped on the first flight out. But since my wallet said “stay put,” I did the next best thing: I booked an Airbnb right here in the city. It was supposed to be a simple

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Hi Y’all, Let’s talk about pyjama sets. For the longest time, I was not a “PJ person.” At home, I would usually throw on loose tie-dye dresses or printed muumuus, purchased at the market—comfortable, breezy, and definitely not meant for outside. They did the job, but I never thought much about actual pyjamas. Lately though, I’ve been changing my mind. I’ve started to see the value in investing in

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 Hi Y’all!Since my previous closet craving posts, I have aquired a few pieces here and there. You can check it out here. That being said, It does not stop me from wanting a few pieces that I hope will bring me joy this season. I am saying this season, because I am hoping for this heat to leave and for the cold to arrive. Sadly, the local meteorlogy agency has just announced that the

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Hi Y’all!I hope you are doing great. I’m feeling pretty good myself. The boys are back in school since September, work is busy, and life feels like it’s slowly settling into a routine again—well, as much as it ever can. But amidst this comforting sense of normalcy, I did something recently that was way out of my comfort zone, and I just have to share it with you.Over the past few years, I’ve

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 Hi Y'all! I am continuing my series on African Fashion designers. Previously, I have featured Imane Ayissi, and Colle Sow Ardo. Today, I am going to talk about Sarah Diouf and her fashion brand Tongoro.Sarah Diouf Compared to the previous designers we have discussed, Sarah Diouf is relatively young in the game. She launched Tongoro in 2016. And she is has already dressed Beyonce

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Hi Y'all!This week, I stumbled on something interesting: Tracee Ellis Ross’s new show on solo traveling. For those who don’t know her, Tracee is Diana Ross’s daughter, but she’s also carved her own space as an actress, entrepreneur, and fashion icon. I first discovered her back in the mid-2000s through the show Girlfriends—a series I was completely obsessed with at the time. Tracee played Joan

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 Hi Y'All!This season I fell in love with everything floral. I even did a collection called BLOOM. Flowers are everywhere in the fashion world, therefore it is kind of hard to miss them. In my last Closet Cravings post, I did state that I wanted a Senegalese designer's orchid sandals. I knew the price of the sandals was steep. However, I was willing to invest in the pair if they were

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It’s hard to believe it’s already been 40 days since my grandmother passed away. I didn’t attend her funeral, but I knew I had to be there for her 40th-day prayer. So, Dad and I took a bus from Dakar to The Gambia. I had forgotten how much I dislike long bus trips in this region. The bus itself was fine—small but comfortable, and it left on time at 9 AM sharp. But instead of crossing at Karang

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Hi y’all, I usually keep this space light—filled with travel snapshots, outfit inspiration, and musings about the everyday joys of life. But today, I need to let my heart speak, because something has shifted. Something heavy. A few days ago, in the still darkness of early morning, my mother woke me up with the kind of news no one is ever really ready for. My grandmother had passed away during the

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