Skirt tales and getting pregnant...

Ye hoo,what is up,people? I've been super busy the past week but all is well now. March started on a high note. Internals are over(and I fucked only two papers out of four,can you imagine?),I broke my 'no smoking' resolution again and it's time to deliver my baby(well,not literally,I'm fat anyway)! Well,technically it's a baby our very own Kanika conceived but given the super busy Graphic designer she is,has been kind enough to transfer it to me after carrying it all throughout the February!
                                                                        So,here I am,pregnant with the most over-hyped baby Blog-o-sphere has ever seen but I'm lazy and thought would feed it only once a week,a sharp contrast to the loving mom Kanika who took time out of her busy schedule to feed her EVERY FREAKIN' DAY! Babies adjust quickly and I'm hoping the baby won't consider me the worst mom ever down the years.So,ladies and gentleman,hold your breath coz' it's time to officially launch 'Memorable March'!*Drum-rolls please*
                                                                                                                           And here goes the first inspiration of the week-
                                 "True blue or too blue"
I was under huge pressure. I had to live up to Kanika's sheer perfection,I had to make it 'cheerful' under Ruhani's special request. I tried my best,thinking about it in stead of Advanced Java,E-commerce,Industrial Management and Ethics in the midst of my exams but it really is up to you all to judge.
                                                                                                                               Just in case you forgot the rules,
i)DO ANYTHING! Just be inspired. Write something,click a picture,do a photo-shoot,do an outfit post,sing a song and upload the audio,choreograph a dance piece and upload the video,enact a scene and upload the clip...do WHATEVER UNDER THE SUN it is that you wish.

ii)Mail me your blog link by 4th March,Sunday,11:59 p.m. to soumipaul07@gmail.com. I'll update your links along with my thoughts.

iii)Happy blogging,no pressure! It's not a competition. You don't have to outshine anyone. I love you all equally,no matter how profound or shallow you're.
                                                                          On a parting note,I think you deserve to see my new skirt which,according to a friend,looks like a bedspread. I love it nonetheless. It's so old school,colourful,ethnic,feel-good and comfortable that I won't trade it for the world. The white shirt was an obvious choice. I'm trying the double watch trend for the first time after seeing all my favourite fashion bloggers carry it with elan. The Kolhapuri is vintage and an absolute love! Pardon the background,I was not at my eccentric best.
                             

On a parting note,something I felt like saying to my super inspiring Verbals teacher but got tongue-tied as usual,
"I would've given you the last slab of my chocolate-molten and saliva-strained,to acknowledge my gratitude if it weren't for the sudden awkwardness between us,I hope your new students treat you equally well because you're a king and you deserve no less."

Sari tales...

For the people belonging to this part of the world,Saraswati Pujo is hailed as the Bengali Valentines' day.I'm not that fond of the original Valentines' day itself,let alone the Bengali version of it.When I was a kid,Saraswati Pujo meant dressing up in my mother's too subtle for a five or six year old silk saris and feeling claustrophobic after an hour or two.In the early teen,it meant settling for the best zari-embroidered sari possible to impress the dishiest guy around.Then,as I grew up,Saraswati Pujo started holding less and less significance for me.It just became one of those rituals which was blown out of proportion and therefore,made me hate it with a lot of passion.But I love wearing sari occasionally though.I still do.And given my hectic schedule,I hardly get to wear something as lazy and time-consuming as a sari.I'm graduating this year.So,attending Saraswati Pujo as a student comes to an end,finally.I thought I should grace my college with a visit this year.But I was busy with a lot more things.So,didn't get to plan my outfit properly.

The sari was a Durga Pujo gift from my aunt but I didn't get to wear it on Ashtami,thanks to the desperation of meeting a friend I hardly get to see in spite of living in the same city and a hookah session that lasted a little too long.I had no other occasion to wear it thereafter.So,I decided,Saraswati Pujo it is.
                                                                                                                                 Like I said,I didn't have too many fancy things at my disposal.Fashion Bombay announced the arrival of 'pile all your bracelets up,ditch the minimalist elite snob in you' trend.So,I took the bangles out from my closet.The goldens and browns looked too matchy-matchy.So,I added the current favorite silver owl pendant and the pretty but somewhat flashy silver jhumkas(not visible in the pictures,*Tears*),apart from the silver nose ring I've been sporting these days,just to add a little contrast.I'm in love with this vintage Kolhapuris for a long time.So,they were an obvious choice.And I threw in the Taj Mahal embroidered Rajasthani sling on my sari because well,
i)I love it to death.
ii)Not too many people carry slings with saris.
iii)I love to stand out.
But sadly,even the sling isn't visible in the picture.No brownie points for my photographer for sure!*Wink*