I was born in London. Raised in Ondo, Nigeria, by my grandmother.
She was a traditional tailor — her hands fluent in vintage Aso Oke. In her hands, fabric was never just material. It was memory. It was identity. It was legacy.

I grew up watching her honor what already existed — reworking, preserving, giving new life to pieces that carried history. That way of seeing shaped me long before I ever called myself a designer.

My path has since carried me across cultures and into the global fashion world. My work is now held in the permanent collections of the Smithsonian Institution and the Metropolitan Museum of Art Costume Institute. But recognition was never the destination.

The story always was.

Today, I collaborate with artisans —working across traditions and geographies to reimagine what fashion can mean. Together, we transform vintage textiles, worn garments, and overlooked materials into pieces that hold both past and present.

Each design is a continuation.
A conversation between cultures.
A bridge between histories.
This work is personal in ways that go beyond craft.

There was a moment when everything slowed. A health challenge that asked me to pause, to listen, to return to myself. In that stillness, I remembered why I create — not to produce more, but to make with meaning.
Every piece is intentional. Rooted in resilience, beauty, and the ongoing act of becoming. Imperfect. Human. Alive with history.

This is more than fashion.
It is a return — to self, to story, to what matters.