AfroPunk , a world filled with misfits ands toys. A sort of Never-Never-Land for people that might of been labeled as outcasts at some point in their life by others. From August 23rd to August 24th people poured into Commodore Barry Park in Brooklyn, all in the hopes of becoming apart of something bigger than themselves.
People came in all shapes and sizes , religions, races and social classes, wearing whatever they could to express their individual styles. There seemed to be an instant sense of acceptance by others. People felt so comfortable in the atmosphere that most people skipped the usual protocol when it came to conversation with strangers. With one smile, wink, or friendly gesture, guests went from strangers to friends. Everyone didn’t need to respect the normal space and privacy rules.
At AfroPunk any one could go up to anyone and talk about anything.
The Park was filled with endless vendors. Anything you could possibly think of, you could find there. A sort of out-let designed with fashion rebel’s in mind. Clothes purposefully made for people who didn’t want to look like anyone else. AfroPunk was a true hipster’s paradise. Everyone was supporting vendors left to right.
@_kaika__ selling all things tribal & beautiful
Stylish people came to make a statement and they surely did. No two people looked the same but yet each outfit made to the same statement ( I AM ME !). Street-style seemed to be the look for AfroPunk.
The live music was the highlight of AfroPunk, musicians of all genres performed . Each stage had different artists come and rock out. Whatever type of sound you prefer you could find it at AfroPunk
The festival had different stages set up with different artists performing at every hour. The event had four different stages: Green, Black, Gold, and Red Stage. We found ourselves mainly at the Green Stage listening to dope R&B artists like…..
Alice Smith who had a powerful performance …..
and Lianne Le Havas who had us all on the verge of tears.
Throughout the night everything slowly became a blur. Smells of weed and cigarettes lingered through the air as fans swayed in the crowd to there favorite artist’s performing live.
We left AfroPunk14 immensely inspired to continue to wear whatever we want and be who ever we feel we should be.
The world is typically against something new, and to us #AfroPunk14 stood for that.
#AFROPUNK14
STANDS FOR :
NO SEXISM
NO RACISM
NO ABLEISM
NO AGEISM
NO HOMOPHOBIA
NO FATHOBIA
NO TRANSPHOBIA
NO HATEFULNESS
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As of yet, I haven’t experienced Afropunk but it has been on my list of festivals to attend. Your post just underlined this desire for me. Thanks for allowing me to live it vicariously! Also, you ladies were as chic as ever…