Have you, like me, watched the viral video of the Afrodance group, Gold Caviar Crew, at the Vienna Fashion Show about 40 times last week?

There they are, four Nigerian women, different shapes and sizes, dancing down a runway, mashing up different dance styles (shaku shaku, zanga, gwara gwara, says their Instagram post). Their dresses are casual and vivid, lime-green and purple, blue and gold, and swishy-swirly. But, the best part? They are barefoot and radiating maza. They stop as they pass each other, do small, co-ordinated moves together before dancing on with masti: it's playful, it's confident, it's mobile and tactile, it's bursting with appetite and presence. Watching it filled me with a sense of possibility, and for the rest of the day, I did everything in hip swirls and hopping dance moves, whether it was getting water from the fridge or answering the doorbell, as also following various African fashion Instagram accounts (do it). It was as if the runway chilled out.