They say that a house is the manifestation of its owner. Donna’s apartment is quite a character like her. The walls have a flock of photo frames, souvenirs from all the places she has voyaged and titbits from the all the flea markets she has… Read More
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
“They serve black pudding for breakfast. And no, it does not snow all year long!” This Nordic land with Scandinavian heritage and a Germanic accent was inhabited by the first Viking explorers. And rightly so because who would think of setting up their camps at… Read More
“The season is going to peak in a month. There are going to be a lot of bookings” “Does that mean that the shift will extend?” said a worried Chantel. Chantel was only three months into the front desk. The pressure has already started to… 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
Muscari Lane 