On style, culture, and the misunderstood dressing of LADO, by Folorunso Adisa

Yesterday, the LISABI Festival lit up the auditorium of the Alake of Egbaland’s palace with colours, heritage, and regal splendour. It was a celebration of Yoruba identity, especially the deep cultural pride of the Egba people. From flowing Adire attires to well-curated traditional fabrics, the event was a visual fusion of style and symbolism. People came dressed not just to impress, but to honour history.

Among the many who stood out was Hon. Ladi Adebutu (LADO), a prominent son of Remo and a titled chief in Egbaland. His outfit, bold, majestic, and unmistakably unique, has since made the rounds on social media. But sadly, not for the right reasons. Some chose to mock rather than appreciate it, attempting to reduce his expressive dressing into a political meme.

Let us be clear: I do not know LADO personally. I have never met him or, even, written anything about him. But when culture calls, education must answer.

Yes, politics creeps into every facet of our lives. But must we politicise everything? LISABI Day was about culture, history, and unity; not rivalry, slander, or petty point-scoring. It is disappointing to see how deeply we now filter every gesture, every dress, every gathering through the lens of partisan politics before we even allow ourselves to appreciate it.

Now, let us talk style.

Honestly, is there anything wrong with what LADO wore? Let us be clear: style isn’t a trend, it is a statement. Personal style of dressing isn’t just real; it’s powerful. It’s how you show up before you even speak.

Clearly, it reveals where you’re from, what you value, and how you choose to be seen. It radiates confidence, heritage, and the courage to be distinct in a sea of sameness.

Visibly, LADO’s outfit wasn’t just fashion; it was identity on full display. Bold, cultural, structured. A fusion of tradition and individuality. That is not confusion. That’s conviction.

Ironically, what some chose to laugh at is exactly what made him unforgettable. And maybe that’s the real issue, they noticed him. He wore something different. He dared to stand out.

Frankly, we need less ridicule and more reflection. When did cultural pride become a joke? Must everything be filtered through cheap political bias?

Let us face it: cultural events are meant for expression, not uniformity. Instead, of mockery, how about curiosity. And if we can’t embrace uniqueness at a festival like LISABI, when can we?

Yesterday was not just about fabric or fashion. It was about a people honouring their roots and those who join them in that honour, regardless of where they come from.

And on that note, I say: Egba l’oolaju tii’bere!
Let the conversation be one of culture, not chaos.