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Heritage really grounds me. It's the one thing that anchors me down to some sense of belonging. Being of Ivorian origin with a typical African colonial immigration story, I owe my parents greatly for laying solid foundations of the value of our traditions. We moved in and around East London quite a lot growing up so I struggled to form an identity that was attached to one specific place. I wasn't allowed out much either so Tumblr and music videos became my go-to influencer. The internet, 90s nostalgia, Bollywood movies, K-Dramas and drooling over the cool, artsy kids in Shoreditch on my way to Uni from Essex were the seeds I needed to nurture my own mental collage of style that seemed at the time, much richer in cultural aesthetics than my own cultural heritage. The defining moment came when I took my fourth trip to Ivory Coast in my early twenties and spent the majority of my time soaking up the village life more than I ever had previously. That's when the true romance began. The missing link to my self-discovery. I've been unraveling this part of my heritage and sowing it back into the fabric of my expression ever since.