My mother wore it. Her mother wore it. Every fold, every tuck and every crease, filled with gentle intent. The intent to carry on a tradition of beauty. A tradition that honours the land our foremothers nurtured. Creating many shapes, forms and sizes, molding the head tie is a craft of love. A craft to be treasured for centuries to come. Akisi, Ichafu, Gele. And now, it’s my turn.