NO CLOTHES, really??

I open my cupboard every morning, to let out a sigh, 'I have no friggin clothes'!!

I do manage to put a decent Outfit together, almost everyday but yet I'm totally lusting for some outfit that hasn't found its way into my wardrobe yet. Being a stylist (for a short while), a fashion designer and an immensely creative person (so I would like to believe)... I am always unhappy and find my way to the mall quite often... and my life is a one BIG circle.

Lack of clothes - Impulsive buys - total Bliss - Many compliments - more desires - lack of money - Dissatisfaction ..... BACK TO MALL!!

I go on living this weird pattern (knowingly) and then comes along this spirited young girl.. looking fabulous everyday, working her way to a (Noble) cause ... while i lay mostly bankrupt with an overflowing wardrobe and yet no where in the same zipcode as Noble!!

Where did I go wrong? I should have taken a few tips from Sheena (the noble fashionistah ;)) and invested in one (or few) great dress(es) and accessorised my way to fame and fabulousness while collecting big charity and attending the fashion weeks around the world.

Yeah so that is plain day dreaming, right? NO, not for Sheena at THE UNIFORM PROJECT !! If you haven't paid a visit to it yet.. well its about time..

I featured it on my blog earlier and doing so again for those of you who missed out.

Put your creativity to some good use. I don't intend on being charitable (in a big way!) anytime soon, I'd just let my materialistic side get a few tips on styling from this fab blog/project.

I hope you find your own reasons though..

Much Love.

You spin my head right round...

Yes, I've been away for a long while and Yes, I missed you all soo much!!

I was so busy during the days building up to the Bombay Trip that I just couldn't leave you guys a note. My apologies for being so careless. And while I was ticking off my things-to-do-in-bombay list the first 2 days of my travel, I realised that the whole idea feels kinda sad when you have a 'list' to live up to! So my list was gone and my arms were open to embrace whatever great 'totally spontaneous' idea that may walk my way... I ended up doing way better and a lot more than all that was on my stupid list!!

The trip was very introspective (surprisingly!) ... The old things that you get used to... Change!
The favourite places.. change, people you love... change, people you think you love... also change, some for the better and some for worse. I made a trip back to college, the walls I spent 4 most significan yrs of my life in, also changed... I yearned for somebody to scream out my name or give a high five or flash me a smile of recognition, I wondered if any of those trendy hipsters was one of my old friends or if the tall cutie walking down the steps was an old crush... But I was only left feeling silly and Out-of-place and totally unrecognised.

Other than that, thank god for my awesome friends, I had a crazy time partying, shopping, whiling away evenings gossiping or playing dress-up-for-the-fashion-week (which I did squeeze in on the very last day of my trip), Driving around the town... falling in love with the city more and more with every passing day and dreading the last day of the magical week!

A whirlwind of a week, a dizzy sweet nauaeous after-glow of totally enjoying the ride!!
I love bombay and I absolutely love my Friends... If it wasnt for them I wouldn't be half the freak I am (I wud only be a complete freak)!

Play that again..... 'You spin my head'....... .... .... (its the background score of the last one week... It was playing everywhere.... at the club, in the car, in 'The Ugly Truth', in the Fashion Week and in my HEAD)!!

I'm back to being a good blogger now. (I promise)

P.S. .... what did I miss??


much love.

Happy Birthday Aditi..

Today is my buddy/ ex-school mate/ex-college mate/ex-neighbour/ex-roommate / ex- colleague Aditi's 23rd birthday and these are few of random things I wish I could gift her ....

A lifetime supply of unlimited Cheetos and that too 100% calorie free...

A room full of orange and yellow gerberas to wake up to every morning..

A chance to spend a lifetime travelling Europe and finding love in an Italian boy who loves to take you around on his vintage Vespa!

A Job as a number-crunching Fashion Buyer at Prada! (Yes, 'number crunching' is by far her favourite work-related activity... can you believe this girl? lol!)

And above all else, plenty of reasons to Smile everyday of this year!

Can't wait for the Dinner Party tonight!!
Happy Birthday Girl!

Much Love.

Check List..

Random to-do list for the weekend (that I accomplished)...

1. Go on a drive longer than 50 kms in my car, on my own (for the first time!)

2. Get the courage back to drive my dad's Civic (after nearly crushing it a year ago)

3. Try something new at my fav. restraunt (Red thai Curry with steamed rice and it was perfect!!)

4. Finish a bottle of Red wine & not be completely hungover the morning after.

5. Find the ancient copy of 'Best works of Rabindranath tagore' from my parents' book rack (which trust me, is quite a task!) and also find one particularly beautiful verse in that HUGE book which I, only half remembered till the day before. (I intend on sharing it with you soon.)

So you get the point - My weekend was exponentially cooler than my most weekends.. lol

How was your weekend?

Much Love.

this one's for you...

A l'il birdie stopped by,

To drop this blog a 'Hi'!

And the fishy whispered in your ear,

It brings me joy when you're here...

Thanks to all of you who stop by this blog :)

Specially the regular ones.. you know who you are ;)

Much love,

Words and photography by spardha

I chose magic!

Its a choice - it always is.. only its not an easy choice to make.. either I could share with you how terrible the beginning of my day was and how irritable I am at the moment or I could write about the magical night episode I had, yesterday. See, I really wan't to brood over the sad part and complain about it and scream from the rooftops, 'Its Not Fair'... but my blog is about Chic things and its definitely not chic to be angry and cribby. So I've made the decision.. Magical Night Episode it is!!

Post dinner, I went over to my Granny's place for a night-over, me and my sister often do it coz she lives alone and likes us around every once in a while. I was reading my book, while two of them were getting ready to sleep. Just then i heard a thunder and splashes of water out side the window.. They weren't the peter-pater raindrops, it was like a river flowing out of the sky!! So much so, that the backyard was filled with water upto the ankle within minutes of the rain. It was really late and my granny wanted to tuck us into bed but the two of us were just peeping out of the window and planning to go out in the rain! Like little kids, we went out jumping and splashing water on each other... dancing and going nuts.

We came back inside after a while, Drenched to the bones... with our granny standing with towels and an amused smile that said 'You two will never grow up!'. Then came the big question what the hell were we to wear? oh, the ONLY clothes we came wearing were drenched! Thats when my granny took out the oldest pair of nighties she posessed, that we must have worn a couple of times as kids, they were the prettiest, oldest, lacy embroidered, floor length maxis that only came till our calves, now!

We had hot tea and cookies (like the old times) while all the world around us must be fast asleep. Eventually, we also found our way back into bed... warm, smiling and tired! It was so magical...


So what did you wear to bed last night?





Much Love.

words by spardha, images found here and here

I'll keep it safe!

Everybody in fashion is starting their sentences with, ' This fall season.....'??

Are you seriously suggestin that Summers are going away? Then why am I trapped in a world of tank tops, jersey t-shirts, Racerbacks and shorts. Am I really that late? Suddenly it dawned on me... I'm already designing for Summer 2010... sadly i skipped an entire season.

Irony of being a designer, while the world is talkin about leather, plaids, furs and cashmere, you are way ahead... already playing with jersey, cotton and chiffons. Thats the sad part of being a designer. Things, people around you are getting excited about, somehow, dont thrill you anymore. Everything seems so passé. Wonder what will I be wearing in another few months when winters are actually here... Tank tops or plaid jackets?? Don't worry I'll keep you posted.

Words of Peter Parker's uncle flash in my head ' with great power, comes a great responsiblity'

So while all of you enjoy planning your winter wardrobes, I'll be making sure your summers aren't totally forgotten!! Your sunshine's safe with me ;)

Much love,

Words by spardha, Also check out project SUN JAR

Karla - The perfect mystery..

I must have been one of the very few people who have loved bombay and still haven't read Gregory David Roberts's Shantaram... Until now, when my dear friend Ms Daredevil handed me a copy that travelled the hands of three other readers to find its place in my hands.. I'm only 100 pages down (of a 1000 page book) and I already know why everyone wanted me to read it... I love 'Karla'... just as much as the protagonist loves her. I admire her strength, her mystery, her power and most of all her feminity. Most powerful women turn so strong that they lose their feminine side.... but not Karla.

'She loved the guy. She did it for him. She would’ve done anything for him. Some people are like that. Some loves are like that. Most loves are like that, from what I can see. Your heart starts to feel like an overcrowded lifeboat. You throw your pride out to keep it afloat, and your self-respect and your independence. After a while you start throwing people out—your friends, everyone you used to know. And it’s still not enough. The lifeboat is still sinking, and you know it’s going to take you down with it. I’ve seen that happen to a lot of people here. I think that’s why I’m sick of love.' - Karla, (Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts)

Words by spardha, Illustration By Garance Dore