Let’s not get into the details, but I’ve made some major mistakes- looking like a Hobo or like I walked straight out of The Adam’s Family, to name a few. Over the years though, I’ve learnt from the very same mistakes and educed a style of my own which is laid-back and comfortable with a hint of glam.
This year, I went to the Lakmé Fashion Week as their official blogger. Here’s a look book of what I wore on all the 5 days. If you follow me on Instagram, you’ve probably seen them but I’ve written the details and links to some of the outfits so you can buy them too!
As I started getting older, I realised that the men abroad somehow seem to appear much more attractive than the men in my own country (no offence boys). So I started packing a lot more- 2 pairs of clothes for each day, matching footwear, hell loads of make-up and all kinds of hair tools. Today when I look back at the holiday photos, I feel like what was the point of putting in that much effort? I still looked like a homeless immigrant.
Indian clothes are graceful; They make an elegant attire, for women and men. It’s just me. I feel very old in them and I’m forced to behave myself which is a sacrifice I’m not willing to make! Come festive season though, I’m all for competing with the bride and giving Sabyasachi models a run for their money. Just joking.