Who: L U C I E, L A C H L A N, and B O W W O W.
Their occupations: Gypsy, Slick Suit in Finance, Dog
The trip: Crossing Africa by 4×4, helping communities through trade.
We’ve cut our teeth on over 25,000km of dirt roads across Southern Africa with our dog, Bow Wow, sourcing wonderful, handmade treasures… Think Summer of Love! Here are our highlights so far…
We met Tico by the Epupa Falls in Namibia. He told us that his necklace is made of shells from the ocean. He began wearing it when his father died. It is traditional that a year after a father’s death, the siblings will have a ceremony to remember their dad and then they will remove their necklaces.
It is unfortunate that their way of life has been tainted by tourism but we couldn’t help admiring these debonair young dudes’ fusion of western sportswear and traditional Himba gear.
Natural selection through the ages has carved the Himbas impressive physiques and allows them to pull off rather daring ensembles.
At the Chinhoyi Caves in Zimbabwe, we visit a crystal clear pool which is home to the souls of captured travellers and some lucky gold fish.
In Purros we visited Himba women whose fine jewellery made of metal, bone and skin would not look out of place strutting down an Alexander McQueen runway.
This shop owner in Sesfontein is from the Herero tribe whose most valued commodity is cattle. Herero women wear Victorian style full length dresses with hats made from rolled cloth that represent the horns of a cow.
Our slick, diamante-studded guide called Salmon at the Petrified Forest in Namibia.
This shop owner in Sesfontein is from the Herero tribe whose most valued commodity is cattle. Herero women wear Victorian style full length dresses with hats made from rolled cloth that represent the horns of a cow. Namibia.
Bow Wow being mobbed by some ghetto groupies in Windhoek. It’s a dogs life.
Radioactive rollers at Mel G’s kitsch salon in Luderitz, Namibia.
Good things come to those who bait. All we need now is seven loaves. Tofo, Mozambique.
Vivienne Westwood? Alexander McQueen? No this blanket is the traditional dress of Lesotho and depending on it’s pattern and quality, tells of its wearer’s status in the community.
We met four year old, Lanikai, at J Bay Super Tubes beach, South Africa. Her name means ‘heavenly ocean’ in Hawaiin and she put this natty ensemble together herself.
Layers of stripes at Harbour Heights.
Frighteningly smooth bouncer at Cape to Cuba in Kalk Bay.
Klimt like combinations the morning after the night before.
Back from church in dramatic shoulder pads and all over geometric orange.
Don’t care, but do stare.
Who says flowers can’t grow by the sea?