My Journey Through Fashion, Art, and Finding Authenticity

My Journey Through Fashion, Art, and Finding Authenticity

Fashion has always been a part of my story, almost like a heartbeat pulsing with each new chapter. Growing up, I eagerly awaited Saturdays—not just for worship, but for the fashion parade at church. Our congregation was the runway, and every Sabbath was a fashion show. That’s where my love for style was born. I could tell early on that I was different from my siblings and friends. While they followed the trends, I was drawn to outfits that stood out, that said, “Here I am!”

Fashion became my armor during my teen years, a time when self-esteem was hard to come by. Being slender wasn’t always celebrated, and society had names for it—chicken legs, stick, mabhonzo. The criticism chipped away at me, affecting my relationships and self-worth. But clothes became my comfort. They gave me confidence and a way to feel unique, even if it meant layering shorts under skirts to feel a bit “thicker.” I would even go so far as to crush brown bricks around the house, hoping they could act as face powder. I know, it’s cringe-worthy, but back then, even the smallest acts of self-expression helped me feel “pretty.”

In high school, I saved up for my very first makeup kit. The day I wore brown eyeshadow and layered on lip gloss to church, though, I quickly learned how different fashion ideals could clash. Let’s just say the deacons weren’t too impressed! Later, as I stepped into brand influencing and modeling, the judgments kept coming. For some, modeling and influencing equaled immodesty, but for me, they were just extensions of my art. I was careful to maintain my values—nothing too revealing, always sticking to what felt right for me. Fashion was my canvas, and my values were the frame.

University was where I spread my wings. I dove head-first into exploring my style, and friends even called me a trendsetter. Each semester, I’d bring something new to the table—a little retro here, a splash of vintage there. I started thrifting religiously, finding unique pieces in places like Mupedzanhamo and Copa Cabana. It was here that my love for retro, thrift, and vintage style really took shape, and where my knack for mixing the old and the new got me noticed.

As I became more confident, I decided to formalize my love for fashion by founding Tulip Consultant, my own image consultancy. I poured my heart into fashion styling, wardrobe consulting, and brand influencing, bringing my love for individuality and authenticity to each project. This opened doors to working with a variety of brands—from bridal to streetwear.

Through Tulip Consultant, I met an inspiring community of fashion lovers in Zimbabwe, from the Skeyi to Strobo fashion movements. We grew together, sharing tips, styles, and passions that made us feel truly seen. Through this creative journey, I was blessed to meet my partner, someone who loves fashion just as much as I do. Together, we embrace each other’s quirks, cheering each other on as we create and grow.

This journey hasn’t always been easy, but every challenge has been worth it. From that little girl excited to dress up for Sabbath to the woman creating her own path in fashion, I’m proud of how far I’ve come. And I hope my story reminds others to embrace what makes them unique, no matter what society might say.

 “Be the art that stands out in a world of trends, and always stay true to the canvas within.”