Friday, March 8, 2013

A Brand that Stands for Something More, Chiyunga Chiyabi: Spreading Positivity

I found Chiyunga Chiyabi (who goes by Chiu) comfortably chatting with the desk worker, dressed in t-shirt and jeans, and smiling at every person who walked by him. His disarming attitude the evening of our interview was nothing new. In fact, every time I see Chiyabi he is eager to say “Hello” and ask “What’s up?” It isn’t surprising then to find out that the driven Junior Graphic Design major has a goal other than getting rich from his new clothing line, “The Kulture”. While most college students are focused solely on discovering the high-paying job of their dreams, Chiyabi is determined to spread a message to the young and old of this age.

Gaining inspiration from his father’s determined entrepreneurial skills back in Kenya, Chiyabi decided that clothing was the way to begin. “It’s the easiest to work with,” he says, “girls, guys, old, young—anyone can wear t-shirts.” He’s had a passion to start his own brand of streetwear[1], since he arrived at Union College three years ago. In 2011, Chiyabi realized that the clothing people wore, spread brands and ideas fast. He wanted to wear clothes he designed that reflected the things he really believed in.

In 2012, the drive and resources Chiyabi had been lacking in 2011 became realities, and a logo was born. Not surprisingly, creating a logo and name was the hardest part for Chiyabi. Originally called Dope Swag Kulture, he changed the name because it was time for him to move forward. “I feel I’ve grown as a person and a designer and ‘Dope Swag Kulture’ didn’t really express that change.” His girlfriend and main supporter, Ruby, pitched him the idea to drop the “Dope Swag” portion of the name. It made sense—Chiyabi wanted his brand to be timeless, and to have it tied down to fad terms would not achieve that goal.

Throughout our discussion, he continued to bring up his dream for the brand. As a Christian, Chiyabi is dedicated to his passion to spread a positive influence. The Kulture is his platform, and through it he wants change to come. “I want the brand to display characteristics that are Christ-like. I want it to allow people to express their individuality and good morals through the designs and phrases I put on the shirts. When I design, I think, ‘Would Jesus wear this shirt.’”

His excitement is infectious. As Chiyabi told me of his other design ideas, I wanted more and more for him to roll on with production. Phrases like, “Holla at your Maker” and “Eat, Pray, Skate” show his sensitivity to way mainstream culture works. Though only a side job currently, he intends one day to make it a full-time enterprise, connected with his own charity. His goal is to use The Kulture to spread a positive outlook to the community and his immediate surroundings.

His new marketing director and friend, Steven Foster, is just as determined to make The Kulture continue to grow. “This is more than just two kids dreaming,” says Foster, “I honestly feel we have the skill and opportunity to make this happen.” With a strong group of supporters, including his sister and friends from around the globe, Chiyabi and Steven plan to reach 1000 likes on Facebook by the end of April.

You can follow The Kulture on many platforms: facebook.com/thekulture, On Twitter and Instagram as @staykultured, and make purchases through the website, www.thekulture.bigcartel.com.



[1] A distinctive style of casual wear consisting of comfortable jeans, t-shirts, sneakers, and baseball caps that reflects a variety of cultures, such as hip hop.

Friday, December 28, 2012

I Hate to Bake

Here's the thing: I don't like to cook.

Now, allow me to defend myself before you attack me as an incompetent lady. I CAN cook, I can bake, I can clean, and I can organize a house-- my momma taught me how. But sometimes I just don't like too. In the case of cooking, I just, get, well . . . I get bored, and irritated, and lazy. If I'm cooking with friends, then it's fun. If I'm cooking with my mom, it's usually fun (besides all the teasing). I will admit that I am a klutz, and often, that carries over to the kitchen at the worst possible times. Like on Christmas eve . . .

Preparing our annual neighborhood "Christmas Run" requires lots and lots of cookie making. With at least 15 families to deliver cookies too, we have dozens that require lots of TLC and cooling racks. Determined to set my mom straight, I stationed myself in the kitchen, donned an apron, and began to follow directions.

"First, I need you to make the brown sugar. Grab the molasses from the top shelf in the cabinet and mix it with this sugar. No, keep mixing. I still see spots. Oh, that was a clump, never mind. Good job."

Naturally, when it came time to mix all the ingredients together, I went to the drawer where we kept the blender. Not only was my mom surprised that I knew where it was, she also questioned my ability to use it!

As I deftly attached the metal mixing prongs to the bottom of the ancient motorized machine, I anticipated my next move. To constant admonitions of "Careful, not too fast" and "Slooooowly" I began to mix the wonderful cookie dough. Obviously I did fine. That is, until the very end. I was a little hasty in pulling out the machine, and didn't wait for the prongs to stop rotating, resulting in a slight . . . splash. This mishap was greeted with an outburst of laughter from both my mom and I. After dropping egg shells into the batch soon afterwards, I had officially proved the delicacy of my place in the kitchen--again.

Other things Elena is doubted for in the kitchen:
-Peeling garlic (who doesn't know how to do that??)
-Cutting bread (I have graduated from past diagonal cuts to straight up and down!)
-Mixing anything
-Boiling eggs
-Making rice
-Making anything besides lasagna and spaghetti

Things Elena is looked UP to in the kitchen:
-Homemade ranch dressing
-Making salad
-Making lasagna and spaghetti (with sauce from scratch)
-Popping popcorn
-Putting leftovers into storage containers
-Sweeping

Here is the delicious dough for our gazillion cookies. We all survived the splashing and dropping, and this batch of cookies came out fantastic! So you see, I can cook and bake, but definitely in my own way. :)


Tuesday, November 13, 2012

78 Degrees in November

Mid-November and it was 78 degrees on Saturday. Whoa. A park and a walk were in order. On our way around back bike trails and behind stores, we found an abandoned cart.


And for my dear mum, here's a picture from our most recent banquet. Borrowed dress, but definitely my own fun. 



Tuesday, November 6, 2012

I Voted Today- I Got My Sticker

"Is this your first time voting?"

"Yeah! Do I really look that young?"

"Yes, and congratulations, you are now a part of our nation's history."






I am indeed. :)