The Redefinition Fashion Show 2015

Hello guys! So my school had her annual fashion show last Sunday(April 5th) and I decided to give you a little insight. Here's my report, sorry there are no pictures yet. I'll put up the pictures later. Enjoy! PS: Leave a comment xoxo

The Redefinition fashion show, an annual event at Covenant University held last Sunday, April 5th. The show was tagged 'RetroRave'. Simply, the show's essence was to do a time travel into the 40s up into the 80s. From the flamboyant clothes of the 40s down to the stylish and elegant ones of the 80s. Featured designers were Island smith, Ruberlyn, Flawrig, and TheIndulgence(which showcased mainly bowties for the top10 models)amongst others.

The designers were indeed creative, and people gave their kudos for their excellent work and high fashion sense. At the end of the show, Sonia and Esther of Flawrig won the Fashion Brand of the year award carting away a sum of One hundred and Fifty thousand naira. Richard Okpanachi and Nike Balogun won the best male model of the year and the best female model of the year, respectively.

Another highlight of the show was the Edison brothers. Faith and DavidEdison are identical twins who participated in the Fashion show and even slugged it out at the top 10 male models. The audience was amazed at their resemblance and most people could not tell when either one of them came up on stage.
Celebrity fashion designer, Mai Atafo was present at the event, as well as Josh Samuels.

Notable also at the event was top-notch photographer, LexAsh, a graduate of Covenant University. Another notable personality present was Onyinye Fafi-Obi, Lanre Da-Silva’s representative.

This year's edition of the Redefinition Fashion Show has got everybody talking as it was far above their expectation. Kudos to the designers and the models, they did a fantastic job pulling off what they love to do best.

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