Friday, November 25, 2016

The Background

These days, I look a lot at the background of images. Backgrounds can be very interesting. As a fashion blogger, I prefer a grey background, they are the best, better than white. But besides highlighting the outfit, they do not really serve much purpose.

Maybe I am growing up. Maybe I am thinking too much. Whatever it is, I have started looking around. In this post, besides the outfit of my sister, it is the background that amazed me. And you won't even guess what it was once. Till a few years back, it had no door and two of our cows lived happily in it. I remember feeding them every evening. I used to stare them, wondering if they found something delicious. 

So that was about this background. What about you? What background do you like while getting your fashion pictures clicked?

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Friday, November 11, 2016

Not Thrown Out

We all think of doing some wardrobe cleaning every weekend. And then we procrastinate. And then the next weekend, we procrastinate again. But when we do take the plunge one fine day, we see a huge pile of things lying before us. Some of them, we had almost forgotten, other we no longer need.

Growing up, I used to wait for my elder cousins to clean their wardrobes because that meant I was going to get something. At times I was even ready with a script to talk them into believing that they no longer need a certain blouse or are better off not wearing a certain colour. If any of my cousins is reading this, yes, what I said was a whole bunch of bullshit and none of it was even remotely true :)

I admit I was not that lucky most of the times. But when I did get lucky, the joy was there for everyone to see. It was as if I hit a jackpot or something, as if I got something pretty just because I could talk endlessly, because if I laid my eyes on something I got all Woody Allenish till I got it. Once I got it, I was calm.

The sequined top that I am wearing here, it has a similar story. A friend of friend gave it to my friend during her wardrobe cleaning. And then my friend was almost going to throw it out! But I came just at the right time, and rescued this sequined beauty. Today's it is one of my most treasured possessions.

Have you ever found something like this? 

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Friday, October 28, 2016

Beauty In Things

Today I stumbled upon the first post I had written for my blog. It has no link to the outfit in this post. But I don't have much to share. So let me just copy paste what I had written:

How many times has the concept of beauty surprised and shocked you? I am sure many times. We find beauty in mystery, in compassion, in words, in feelings, in love. Beauty goes beyond its regular definition, every single day.

We do a lot of things to look beautiful. But when was the last time we FELT beautiful? When was the last time we felt that the air surrounding us was actually serenading us and we were something above ordinary.

Beauty is almost like power. It can pull you through. Even during the worst, when she was hiding and surviving, Anne frank said, “Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.”

Beauty is how we feel. If we feel beautiful, it reaches our eyes, it shows. I hope you feel beautiful this weekend. Just take some time out to feel it, to know what is true, to realize in case you have forgotten.

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Friday, October 14, 2016

Brights

If life were a painting
It would be a coffee shop 
And you my dear friend 
Would walk in with a smile
Wearing only the brightest colours
Driving me into another verbal frenzy

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Friday, September 9, 2016

The Basics

What is it about the basics that draws so many people, commoners and celebrities, alike? 

According to me, it is about a lot of things. Firstly, who can ever go wrong with blacks and whites and greys and nudes? Secondly, if done right, an outfit made of only basics can look very classy and at times even expensive. Also, you can always use your black tights or white tops with so many things. 

Some say that basics make you look predictable. Maybe, yes, but isn't it good predictable? And red lips go the best with basics. One can also throw on their most eccentric scarves or boots with basics and chances are, it may look great.

So, this outfit is all about basics. Hope you guys are doing great. Have a great weekend. Please follow me on GFC and Facebook and Instagram if you like reading the blog.



 Outfit Details: Shirt: Primark, Shorts: Vero Moda, Boots: Carlton London

Friday, August 26, 2016

Come Out In The Open

I am sitting on a chair outside a shopping mall. I see people - some well dressed, others not so - moving in and out of the mall. I hear them talking, laughing, walking in silence. One thing that I have grown up doing is observing people.

And I see a pregnant lady walking towards me, she sits on the chair and makes a call to her friend. "There is nothing in this whole goddamn city that I can wear and look nice," she says. I, who was just going through my Facebook wall with posts with headlines like 'From Blake Lively To Kareena Kapoor, we bring you the best of pregnancy style, get confused.' Is it really the case? Sadly, it is. At least in India. 

Almost a week later I read that Sonia Rykiel, the French fashion designer has died. Rykiel was not just a fashion designer. She was a fashion designer who changed the rules of the game.

When Rykiel was carrying her second child, she could barely find maternity clothing that she would like. All she saw was clothes that screamed shame and apology. So Rykiel designed her own outfit. Needless to say, it was not even remotely apologetic.

“I wanted to show the world how happy I was,” she said. “My mother-in-law was scandalized, but my friends asked how they could find one like it.”

So, there you go. Someone simply  needs to start it. Others will follow suit, sooner or later. May Rykiel's soul rest in peace. And may, we, as a generation, too realise that it is time we stop hiding and come out in the open and celebrate, wearing good clothes, of course.

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Friday, August 12, 2016

Stop Texting

I am aware of the fact that the headline may have caught you off-guard. I know. It has got nothing to do with fashion. But since this blog is the only place where I, at times, get to write what I want to write, I would take this opportunity to talk about something that is nothing less than an epidemic.

I have come across Facebook statuses wherein people have shared pictures or animated creatives saying, please don't call me. Text me instead. At times there are pictures of a scared person with words, "Why are they calling me!" What is worse is that people take pride in posting such pictures.

There are a few things in this world that scare me more than anything else. Texting while driving is one of them. And this habit of only texting is another. I know. Readers may think, what's the big deal in that. Texting or calling, or meeting in person, it is the communication that matters. But is that the case?

How do you know who is texting you? Well, you may know so from the way they usually text, the pauses, the way they use or not use smileys when they get surprised or sad or bored. After a while, we know how our friends text us. But what happened to the good old talking? What happened to that warmth that came with the sound of your loved one's voice? The way someone's voice changed when they were happy or sad or excited or not excited...it brought two people close like nothing else did. It still does.

I find the whole texting phenomenon scary because it gives people an eerily comfortable hallway to just run and escape, tools for the shrewd people to manipulate and the naives to get manipulated. More often than not, no one really knows who is lying, or is expressing more or less than what they feel.

And I am not exaggerating when I say that I hardly find people who can talk now. People sit with their friends  but  are texting others. When they sit with others, they text their friends with who they met last weekend. Do you see a pattern? Talking - a once upon a time activity - is getting more and more difficult with every passing day, and this, my good readers, is indeed scary.
  


Outfit details: t-shirt: Forever 21, Shorts: Done by None (Old), Bag: Lino Perros, Sandals: Ginger, Bracelets: Gifted by Mehak Mann