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Without Black bodies, there is no modern world—no refinement, no gentility, no empire. Angela Tate’s essay tears through the velvet drapes of “civilization” to reveal the Black hands that built it, dressed it, adorned it, and were consumed by it. From the dandy’s subversive swagger to the mahogany sideboard crafted in chains, Africans Maketh the (Wo)Man insists on Black materiality not as embellishment, but as foundation.

Tate’s excavation of Wedgwood’s abolition medallion and the Met Gala’s dandy revival draws a throughline from 18th-century commodification to 21st-century costume, refusing to let style be divorced from structure. Black fashion, she argues, isn’t mimicry—it’s a generative force, shaping the aesthetic and philosophical parameters of modernity itself.

For those of us reclaiming African mythology, this is connective tissue. The spiritual, symbolic, and sartorial have never been separate. They are technologies of memory, power, and survival. The dandy, like the deity, wears what the empire cannot contain.

Stunning article.

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