new show that reports on the most fabulous fashion weeks in

the world, and the culture and politics behind them.

We've saved the best until last, a fashion week in the

capital city of chaos.

This is Lagos, Nigeria.

It's home to 8 or 15 or 18 million people, depending

which census figure you believe.

And like anywhere with a large population density, it's not

without its troubles.

Civil, state-sponsored homophobia, religious tension,

and widespread corruption are among the many factors that

have led to calls for the resignation of longstanding

president, Goodluck Jonathan.

MALE SPEAKER: Actually, such elements of

society should be killed.

FEMALE SPEAKER: With that in mind, we prepared ourselves

for Nigeria Fashion Week with not a little trepidation.

But like all the fabulous placed we've visited so far

this series, we were sure we'd find something beautiful

behind the depressing headlines.

There are many different fashion weeks held throughout

the year in Lagos.

But we were here for what we were assured was the official

Nigeria Fashion Week.

First stop was the headquarters of the

organizers, Legendary Gold.

We've arrived at the Legendary Gold offices.

And this is the hub of the fashion week.

We're going to inside and get legendary

services valuable as gold.

The fantastically named Lexy Mojo-Eyes

is the man in charge.

He also looks like Don King, if Don King

had gone into fashion.

FEMALE SPEAKER: What does fashion mean to you?

FEMALE SPEAKER: The models are assembled

for a fitting session.

And things were getting very naked.

And so I went in search of the boys.

MALE SPEAKER: (SINGING) Before you choose to use, before you

choose to use, use your device so you don't have rain drops

falling from your eyes.

[INAUDIBLE].

Gonna have to pay the price, pay the price.

FEMALE SPEAKER: In what way are you quirky?

[LAUGHTER]

[LAUGHTER]

FEMALE SPEAKER: That's girly?

FEMALE SPEAKER: I thought this was more serious.

MALE SPEAKER: Becuase I love Africa.

Africa is the best place to be.

And when you come closer, you find out that we are friendly

people, good people.

For example, in Nigeria right now, are we not friendly?

FEMALE SPEAKERS (IN UNISON): Welcome to Nigeria Fashion

Week, [INAUDIBLE].

[CHEERING]

FEMALE SPEAKER: The fashion itself was being held at a

slightly rundown looking government building where

Prince Charles himself had laid the first stone.

It's quarter past 12:00.

Which is a bit worrying, because the show is supposed

to start at 12:00.

And so far, there's no show.

There's about six models backstage who still haven't

had their hair and makeup done.

And there's no audience.

We went to check out the backstage progress.

Tempers were already rising.

FRED EBOKA: I told you, you sit here.

Isn't it?

You are going back this way.

FEMALE SPEAKER: This way.

FRED EBOKA: Yes, exactly.

So you go now.

And you follow.

Come back.

[INAUDIBLE]

just stand here.

That's what I tell you.

I do not want drama.

I don't want drama, because I'm full of drama.

[LAUGHTER]

FRED EBOKA: My standards mustn't go down

because I'm in Nigeria.

Standards should be the same to you all over the world.

But for some reason--

FEMALE SPEAKER: It's not very good.

FRED EBOKA: --I have to adapt myself to a certain degree.

People can wait.

And they have such patience.

I don't have that kind of patience.

Don't deny me attention.

Otherwise I go very crazy and a drama, drama queen.

FEMALE SPEAKER: However, Lexy didn't quite see the problem.

FEMALE SPEAKER: If you want something to start at 12:00,

you tell people to get there at 8:00 AM.

[LAUGHTER]

FEMALE SPEAKER: And sure enough, two hours after the

first show was scheduled to begin, the glamorous crowds

started to roll in, each one making sure to take a turn on

the red carpet.

MALE SPEAKER: Whoa!

FEMALE SPEAKER: [INAUDIBLE].

FEMALE SPEAKER: Whoa!

The thing just collapsed on me.

Oh my God.

It's going to fall off.

So if I move, it's all over.

But then they kill this beautiful lady.

Go, let's go.

FEMALE SPEAKER: Anyone got matches?

FEMALE SPEAKER: This year's theme was going green.

This is understandable given Lagos's

critical pollution issues.

Energy efficient light bulb hats and dresses made out of

leaves ere made to look surprising elegant by the

gorgeous girls.

And the boy's helped out by donning what looked to be

lederhosen made of hay.

One designer who stood out was self-taught Dabo, who

specialized in pairing recycled plastic and

traditional fabrics with sexy results.

FEMALE SPEAKER: I love this.

Quite sexual.

Do people say to you, oh my God, Dabo?

DABO: Yeah, Dabo [INAUDIBLE].

[LAUGHTER]

FEMALE SPEAKER: I'm trying it.

FEMALE SPEAKER: Look, they're all going to laugh at us.

FEMALE SPEAKER: Whilst the girls maintained a

professional front, the boys just seemed to be having a

great time admiring their own beauty and other attributes.

FEMALE SPEAKER: So the more hard you work, the bigger

penis you have?

FEMALE SPEAKER: Guys are more vain than girls.

MALE SPEAKER: Yeah.

FEMALE SPEAKER: I'll give it to you.

FEMALE SPEAKER: If men wore makeup in the street, what

would happen to them?

FEMALE SPEAKER: It wasn't just social discrimination the gay

community had to worry about.

Homophobic sentiment had recently been

enshrined in law.

FEMALE SPEAKER: We'd met Datari, a fellow Englishman

backstage, former stylist to UK boy bands such as Boyzone.

He'd come to Lagos to pursue business opportunities.

However, the recent developments meant he was

considering going back to the UK.

DATARI: If you're really camp, then trust me, you can't

survive in Nigeria.

Why do you think I wear shirts and hats all the time?

I'm the butch, you know what I me?

I wish I could train my voice.

Because that's, like, a giveaway,

you know what I mean?

If you're gay, you either get killed, or you go to prison,

you get disowned by your family.

That's why most Nigerian celebs, or Nigerian guys go

abroad to end up staying there and claiming asylum.

Someone calls the police.

And all of you get humiliated, put you on TV.

No only are you out to the government.

You're out to your family, to your friends.

I mean, you've lived a lie all your life.

And then all of a sudden, you're on TV for what?

For being gay.

Eventually, if you come out of prison, you can't even go back

to your home town anymore because

everyone knows about it.

[INAUDIBLE]

stoning you, calling you names.

Trust me, you'll get caught.

FEMALE SPEAKER: After meeting Datari and having him tell us

how the majority of gay people in Niger have to conceal their

sexuality for fear of going to prison, we started to wonder

how many other people at this fashion event were hiding

their true identity.

BLESSED: Your face, you make it ugly.

Yeah, you don't do it with your fine face.

FEMALE SPEAKER: This is our friend Blessed, the

hairdresser.

FEMALE SPEAKER: From the moment we arrived, wherever we

went, Blessed went too.

To the extent that we could barely talk to anyone else.

Off camera, he told us some surprising things about the

gay community.

He invited us to come visit his neighborhood so that he

could talk a bit more freely.

First, we met his mother and his nephew.

And then he took us to some of his friends' houses.

BLESSED: This is [INAUDIBLE]

apartment.

Yes.

FEMALE SPEAKER: After that, he took us to the biggest street

market in Lagos.

BLESSED: We are in [INAUDIBLE]

Market.

FEMALE SPEAKER: This is one of the most hectic, overcrowded

markets in the world, with thousands of people passing

through it at all times.

And then, Blessed too us somewhere he could confess a

few things about his relationship

with the fashion world.

We're at a salon where Blessed used to work.

And they're going to do my nails,

because they need doing.

Why did you become a hairdresser?

FEMALE SPEAKER: But you are not gay, obviously.

BLESSED: Don't say it.

FEMALE SPEAKER: I won't say it.

FEMALE SPEAKER: In the fashion industry?

FEMALE SPEAKER: Lagos is a deeply God-fearing city, with

the church having a firm hold over the population.

Even some of the fashion photographers haven't quite

reconciled their faith with the decadent display of flesh

at the fashion week.

All the models were, like, running around naked.

How did it feel?

Despite Justice's revelation that we're all going to hell,

we return for the finale and caught up with some fellow

sinners on the red carpet.

Including my favorite, the stylish

queen mother of Nigeria.

FEMALE SPEAKER: I can tell.

FEMALE SPEAKER: And then, Mr. Nigeria, Deji Bakare, who

describes himself as a rapper and a singer.

FEMALE SPEAKER: [LAUGHS].

What I love the most about Nigeria Fashion Week was how

the designers and models celebrated

traditional African beauty.

There were no blonde hair weaves, no plastic surgery,

limited influence by Western design.

This was truly a celebration of pure Nigerian beauty.

And backstage, it was a celebration of

pure Nigerian chaos.

This guy is the winner of Nigerian Big Brother 2011.

His arrival backstage caused further chaos, with the

models, their friends and hangers on all clamoring to

get a private audience with their idol.

FEMALE SPEAKER: But because this was the final show and so

much was at state, the head of security was called to come

and eject him from backstage.

But instead, the security guy let him off in

exchange for an autograph.

FEMALE SPEAKER: And here he is thinking about it.

Hm, maybe in a minute.

Nah, I'll just get his autograph and let him stay.

Despite the general madness, Nigeria Fashion

Week ended on a high.

But just as we thought our Nigerian fashion adventure was

over, we were invited to this.

Nigeria's Next Supermodel is a tribute to Tyra Banks's

America's Next Top Model.

Although we're not really sure if Tyra's ever

actually seen it.

It's run by Joan, former Miss Nigeria.

JOAN: This is my house here on the left.

And of course, the small bungalow is where we do a lot