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Designer Talk - BettiJock

Timeless, elegant and rendering sweet whispers of a forgotten era. Vintage fashion has evoked the collaboration of the old and with the new and this is something that up and coming Designer Sarah Kristiansen, founder of BettiJock firmly believes in. A-listed asked Sarah about her love for vintage and how the BettiJock brand will lend itself to the diverse world of fashion in the future.

Where did you love for vintage fashion come from?

For my first day of high school, I wore a pair of white Versace jeans, with multi-colour zebra’s on. Looking back, I had not a care in the world what people would think and always wore what I liked. I think it was just a natural love for me but it became more focused when my mother brought home second hand clothing from a charity shop she worked in. I would cut them up and redesign them for myself.

What is it that you adore about vintage clothing?

The Red City of Morocco

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I started day dreaming about Morocco earlier this year when I heard from multiple sources how charming and eclectic this North African country was. Marrakesh is considered one of the most popular cities in Morocco, with two cities — the old medina, as the ancient walled Arab metropolis is called, and Guéliz, the name given to the part of town created by the French in 1913.

We (My daughter and I) flew from Paris (where we were previously vacationing) to Marrakesh, Morocco, and arrived at midnight. I discreetly used the ATM at the airport and proceeded to the taxi station outside. Our driver to Riad Shaloma wanted 250 Dirhams, I read from multiple blogposts that prices start high here and you are expected to bargain for a much lower price. Being Nigerian and all, I know a lot about haggling. I immediately fired a 150 Dirham request and he shot back with a 220 Dirham request, of which I responded with 200 Dirhams or I leave. He accepted and off we went. This was the beginning of multiple haggling experiences in Morocco.

The driver drove faster than any human on this planet. Winding in and out of traffic, even weaving in and out of the opposite lane and oncoming traffic. I was fuming with anger because my daughter was not in a car seat, and I was sure that I couldn't deal with spending our first night in Marrakesh in the hospital. He apologized profusely in Arabic but still kept driving like a maniac. Everyone was driving like a maniac. I went ballistic! All of a sudden, I realized that this wasn't America or Europe and that it was simply good preparation for our next visit to Lagos, Nigeria. He dropped us off at the front of the old medina because our Riad wasn't accessible by car, and we had to pay a young boy to show us to our Riad. He spoke good English but demanded a 100 Dirham fee. As I was too tired to argue and needed to get my 4-year old in bed right away, I hesitantly obliged.

Riads are traditional Moroccan houses or palaces with an interior garden or courtyard. An important design concern when building traditional islamic riads was privacy for women inside residential gardens. This inner courtyard is open to the sky because it's seen as an access to God. Our Riad was simply charming, with the character and architecture of the medieval times.

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