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Korto Momolu S/S 2012: Lure of the Orient!

Project Runway alum Korto Momolu has taken her place in the fashion world with her signature prints and influences from her roots in Liberia

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Project Runway alum Korto Momolu has taken her place in the fashion world with her signature prints and influences from her roots in Liberia, mixing with modern silhouettes while keeping true to her strong, sophisticated, and elegant woman.

Korto Momolu collection

Her Spring / Summer 2012 collection explored the artistry of Japanese culture, from ways of the Samurai to the beauty of the Kimono.

Korto’s use of amazing prints on delicate silks juxtapose the structure of the Samurai’s way way life, but definitely reflects the beauty and elegance of the kimono.

One can’t help love the draping on several pieces, with a little punch of color either thru the accessories or a thin belt to give it a bit of spice.

I believe Korto Momolu defines sophisticated, chic, and elegance in the textiles and colors she uses; all the while making every piece comfortable and wearable thru her silhouettes.

Korto Momolu may have not won Project Runway, but her success speaks volumes and is truly inspirational to all aspiring designers to keep fighting and to keep moving forward!!

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