Anush Nayak
As humans, we instinctively compare—places, people, moments—all through the lens of where we’ve been. Wandering through Kampala, one thing that caught my eye was the mannequins. Their shapes, curves, and postures felt so different from those I grew up seeing in India. These figures seemed to celebrate form, not hide it—bold, confident, unapologetically sculpted.
It made me smile, thinking of Jason Derulo’s lyric: “How do you fit all that in them jeans?” Perhaps these silent sentinels are more than display figures—they reflect the local rhythm of beauty, pride, and identity, each one standing tall in its own quiet confidence.
