I was privileged to attend a talent show at Mayori Secondary School-Embu as a judge in the creative category, specifically skits and poetry, on the 22nd of October last year.
As fate would have it, the modeling, or “catwalk,” category was the most impressive event session, or so I thought, because the learners were busy screaming their lungs out, unlike in other categories. I was so absorbed in my phone when learners started screaming suddenly.
Of course, I stood there thinking that it was a run-or-die affair. Maybe a fire had broken out n the hall or… or maybe worse. Embarrassingly, that was not the case, and no one paid attention to my stood-up ass as they kept on with their shouting, or was it confused cheering, thumping feet, clapping hands, throwing scarves and beanies to the podium. So here it was: a little girl had caused all that commotion.
The young lady was dressed in this sanitary towel-made outfit, which was the most creative outfit of the day. She did not win the Miss Mayori contest, but she and her designer carried the most creative outfit trophy home that day because of their sanitary towel-made outfit.
I was honored again to attend another event on the 31st of December of the same year as a chief Normal attendee at ECCSO, Embu County Campus Students Organization, AGM at Embu Stadium. Again! The modeling category carried the day. The vent talked of modeling, sang modeling, ate modeling, and breathed modeling. There were dignitaries present, Frida Karani and Jamal. This event transformed my perspective on this most creative, honorary outfit.
The most creative outfit is not just about an outfit that moves crowds with ululations, bothersome screams, or shouting. It has to create an impact.
When this model dressed like his curtain raisers (dirty, tattered clothes and lightly- loaded with), who were two Embu town kid street kids with a manilla paper captioned ” WE ARE ALL EQUAL, “ushered him before getting to the stage, I was like … ‘ Sasa huyu anadu? (What is this model doing?)
Well, I get but… Actually, my issue was sa mbona ana-misuse Watoto alafu atawalipa???
Initially, I was disturbed that he’d taken a different path. Every other model had randomly had their designers carry a tag as the models’ cat walked on stage, labeled maybe “farm manager,” “surgeon,” etc., to accentuate their outfit.
Wait… Now I get… Probably the street kids inspired his outfit. Or better still, they designed his creative outfit too. My mind was racing fast. I needed quick answers before everyone found out so I could boast to my stranger seatmate before we ran out of topics.
The entire “Creative Move” moved the audience; the audience contributed money, and now the street children’s education is guaranteed because one of the guests volunteered to take them back to school, pay their school fees until they finish, and help them trace their families. What is the perfect name to call that? Creativity that creates!
Creative modeling should be creative enough to create an impact.
