Kawaii Thursdays

Kawaii means cute in Japanese. This week we bring you Morag in her cute Lulu skinnies. She had fun playing dress up in the studio and fell in love with the Obi belts. Come pick yours up and why not take a few extras to give as gifts to your friends! Available by custom order to Uganda clients only. Place a custom order on our website or contact us directly at annaclare.lukoma@lulubylukoma.com

1,2,3,4 LULU JOY HERE…

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Visit the Balungi Flagship stores for hand made silk Lulu kimonos and more one of a kind kimonos. The store is conveniently located in Kampals’s down town area at the East African market shop number 6. It opens from Wednesday to Sundays 11am to 6pm. Lovely Eva the store owner will give you a special tour and you can enjoy matching your kimonos with some awesome Balungi jewelry too.

We will also deliver all Ugandan online purchases to Balungi to save you time and bring you joy efficiently and smoothly. For this option just place an order on the online store
you can pay with credit cards, Western union or cash on delivery. Ugandan customers only.


For the creative and adventurous spirits out there who enjoy cultural events held at Mish Mash Kololo, Kampala, why don’t you visit the in-house boutique Made IN Africa, here you will find Lulu jackets and casual wear. SHOP your hearts out.


And for a taste of Corporate Lulu, visit Renzioni Hill Boutique, University Plaza Shop B-16 in Wandegeya. Currently stocking the Mao-Mao jacket.


Fashion’s Crying

Growing up in Southern-Africa means familiarity with the Leiteisi fabric which is A German print made mostly in blues or reds but lately in every color of the rainbow. The Rainbow nation was the catch phrase of the 1990s. We grew up in the 1980s in disbelief and fear of the South-Africa that told us that blacks and whites were different. That we deserved to live apart and that black people were the lesser of the two races. We grew up in the 1980s as little primary school children in Botswana writing essays about a great man who stood up for his people’s rights and suffered a life time prison sentence for what he believed. All through the 1980s we wondered why Africa was plagued with such injustice? We would visit South-Africa and stare in awe at the splendor and lavishness of Johanesburg. How could such a beautiful country hold such ugly injustices!

We grew up and attended high school at the UWC of Southern Africa. By this time Nelson Mandela was indeed a Free man. UWC was teaching us how to believe in justice, peace and saving the world. We were a mini United Nations with children from all over the world and finally I let myself believe in a hopeful future where race would not be an impediment to success.

Throughout these years I saw the traditional Southern-African garb changing. First it was simply the silhouettes that became more adventurous. Instead of just wrap skirts and a-line dresses we started having fabulous evening gowns. Then new colors started emerging, purples, yellows and greens. And finally my favorite kitsch yet stunning print came around- the Madiba print. Madiba had long been a fashion icon with his refusal to wear suits and his love for the smart button down Madiba shirt. At high school we even had Kwaito dances named after him. He was a firm fixture in our fashion and pop culture vocabulary. But this print was special because it imprinted him permanently in the textile of our culture. Creatives could take this raw material and remake it into their visions.

Yesterday, Nelson Mandela died? Yesterday was my son’s 6th birthday. My son is the lucky one. He is growing up in a time when the USA has an African American president who tells us all that YES WE CAN. A time when his heroes can actually resemble him, he will have strong African men who forever changed the course of history as his heroes and that makes him lucky and blessed.

Fashion is crying today, Africa is crying today, the World is crying today. We have lost a great man. Let us continue celebrating the message and all-embracing world view that Madiba lived for.

By the time I started NihonAfriq, my first fashion collective in Tokyo, I knew I wanted to do something with that iconic Madiba print. Here is what I came up with. It is the Madiba jacket.

Fashion Patriot


In a foreign country you often find the patriot in yourself coming out in full force. You might behave very defensively if anyone insults your country or says anything negative about what your country. So why is it that I feel guilty now about actually agreeing with some of the statements. My country is not perfect. I love my country and it is my life purpose to bring a change to my country via fashion but does that mean that I can blindly ignore the faults? NO!

So what then does it mean to be Ugandan and a fashion designer. More importantly, what does it mean to be a patriotic fashion designer. Does it mean that the image above- yet stereotypically what is expected of an East-African- Masaai blanket fabric-check, dark skinned African model- check, bare feet- check: is not patriotic enough? Because I did not check whether this fabric was handwoven by an actual Masaai. And furthermore, I am a Muganda so would it have been better to use Kikoyi which is actually the only truely Ugandan fabric. All these questions swim around in my head every single time I sit down to design.

Then sometimes I think, what if I just agreed that by mere virtue of being Ugandan, everything I produce is Ugandan fashion. Afterall, when Marc Jacobs created jackets for Louis Vuitton using the Masaai blanket weave fabric he did not call it African fashion. It was Western Fashion inspired by Masaai.

I once sat down and wrote an essay on this topic of African fashion. So for my deeper thoughts on what it means to be an African- a Ugandan designer read:
Lulu on Conscious Art