On Sunday I was invited to eat fish and attieké, ground cassava, (see a photo of the meal in this post) by a lovely friend of a friend named Raïsa. She was wearing a tailor-made dress that my expat friend and I admired, and since I have a few fabrics in need of inspiration to take to the tailor, I asked Raïsa to take a picture of her outfit. She happily obliged, and she enjoyed being in front of the camera so much that she decided to model some of her other tailor-made dresses for us. Such as this one:

Or this one:

Or this other one:

As you can see, Raïsa is a natural with the camera. I think she could have spent hours trying poses and changing dresses. In the end, she gave us a little Ivorian dance lesson while wearing a Rihanna outfit (her words):

She hopelessly tried to show us how to shake our asses properly while showing us a few Ivorian dance moves, which made for a few good laugs. In my case, though, I'm afraid this is a lost cause as I'm extremely intimidated to dance here. In between giggles she made us promise to go dancing with her and her friends next weekend. I hope I'll survive.