Year 1938, Paris Fashion Week has just commenced and journalists around the world have sprung into action. Telephones are ringing haphazardly and the creek-creek, screeching noise of the fax machine has filled up the offices of newspapers, news books and magazines. Office boys are pulling… Read More
Reading a fashion magazine one day, lying side by side on our paunches, Donna and I were turning pages over pages of what-to-wear and what-not-to-wear. It has been a while after we finished our fashion school and ever since, we have been ritualistically reading fashion… Read More
“Wrapped under layers of clothes we walk, the sky is swathed with clouds. There is certain privacy about winters which no other season gives you. And that is why winters are so close to heart.” All my memories of childhood are somehow connected to the… Read More
“Apple pie for you?” asked my Donna. My Asian taste buds had known these flavors only freshly after shifting base to a metropolis in year 2011. I had just started to love urban life, sitting in café and chit chatting over coffee and croissants. Our… Read More
This is my first blog post. After a 2 year stint in creative writing for websites, journals and educational papers in the field of fashion & textile design, I have heaps of ideas and daily inspirational doses which were waiting to be published. So before… Read More
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