A film by Adeola Fadola and WafflesnCream, “Mebafie” captures the poetry of distance and the rhythm of youth across West Africa
A film by Adeola Fadola and WafflesnCream, “Mebafie” captures the poetry of distance and the rhythm of youth across West Africa
When Lagos-based skate and fashion collective WafflesnCream (WAF) joined forces with filmmaker Adeola Fadola, the result wasn’t just another fashion film—it was a short that breathes, moves, and remembers. Mebafie (meaning “I miss you” in Twi) captures something rarely seen on screen: Black youth in motion, suspended between worlds, finding identity through rhythm, fabric, and distance.
Shot in Accra, the film opens like a memory retold through signal delay, a sister in Lagos calls her brother in Ghana. The connection crackles, then steadies, and their voices unfold into something universal: the closeness that survives migration. Through the warmth of teasing and the ache of absence, Adeola builds an emotional architecture, one where love stretches across countries, held together by call and recall.
At its heart, Mebafie is a sibling story. The brother skates through Accra’s restless streets, narrating his days as the city hums behind him. He speaks of routine, of movement, of how the sea breeze feels different here. The sister listens, sometimes amused, sometimes longing. The distance between them feels familiar to anyone who has ever left home but never quite departed.
This is migration stripped of spectacle, no airports, no suitcases, just the quiet, continuous negotiation of belonging. The film renders diaspora not as rupture but as rhythm.
Adeola turns Accra into more than a backdrop. The city becomes a living collaborator, its streets, murals, and skate parks stitched into the film’s texture. Every frame feels like a study in harmony: fashion flowing into movement, youth culture folding into everyday life.
For WAF, this isn’t new territory. The collective has long championed the idea that style exists beyond runways, born instead in the friction of asphalt, in lived bodies, in the way young people occupy space. Mebafie expands that idea, positioning skating not only as sport or rebellion, but as language—a way of moving through the world freely, stylishly, deliberately.
Known for his experimental approach, Adeola Fadola brings a softness to storytelling that never dilutes its edge. His camera doesn’t chase aesthetics, it listens. In Mebafie, he captures the beauty of pauses: wheels slowing against cracked pavement, wind brushing against fabric, a quiet sigh between words.
The film moves like a dream but lands like a document, both art and archive. It’s a reminder that youth culture across West Africa isn’t a trend to be packaged; it’s a living archive of emotion, invention, and survival.
The film’s strength lies in how it resists reduction. It’s about Black youth beyond stereotype—not suffering, not striving, just existing in confidence and motion. It’s about family and diaspora, rendered through something as simple as a phone call. It’s about fashion as language, worn not for show but for self.
And perhaps most of all, it’s about place, how cities like Accra and Lagos shape identity through sound, color, and rhythm. Mebafie isn’t just seen, it’s felt.
In an era when fashion films often chase spectacle, Mebafie chooses sincerity. It doesn’t sell a product; it sells presence. Every frame honors the everyday—the push of a board, the echo of laughter, the quiet bond between siblings separated by borders but not by love.
For WafflesnCream, it marks another chapter in redefining what West African skate and street culture looks like on screen. For Adeola Fadola, it’s proof that intimacy and experimentation can coexist—that the most radical stories are often the most human.
In the end, Mebafie isn’t about distance at all.
It’s about connection, stretched, tested, but never broken.
A reminder that even across borders, we find our rhythm.
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