Friday, 14 September 2012

Signature Premier Fashion Week - Kolkata(Day One)

I almost couldn't believe my eyes/ears when I first got a call(and then text(s) and then a mail) from gingerclaps team offering me to cover Kolkata Fashion Week for them! Kolkata Fashion Week,though still in its nascent stage,is already a name to reckon with. Covering a prestigious event like this was nothing short of a dream come true.
                            And then came the D day. I reached the venue a little late,thanks to the famous Kolkata traffic but the excellent management at the Park made sure I got my ID card in no time. I managed to reach just in time to see models walking down the ramp in Lakme Fashion Week regular Paromita Banerjee's designs. The rusty background music and the rich handlooms transported the audience into an entirely different world. Dhakai,Jamdani,Khadi,Tussore,Tangail and Ikat formed the major part of the collection. It was celebrating Indianness on a different level. Watching her collection made me wonder whether the next Sabyasachi has arrived or not. Though the entire collection stayed true to its roots,the feel was very contemporary. Traditional saris gave way to skirts,wraps,tunics,capes and kurtas. Later,in the post-show interview,Paromita herself said that the collection was very all India-centric,with inspirations as varied as 'Kala Bou' helping her come up with this collection. It was aptly named 'Story of Weaves'.


After a short break,it was time for gen next designer Swati Aggarwal to show her bridal collection 'Ruling Goddess'. Though high on bling,she balanced her pieces well with the minimal make up and accessories. The elaborate head gears complemented the clothes well as the colour palette varied from ivory and dreamy pink to bolder colours like magenta. The tied up hair made the whole look non-cluttered.

                                                                                                              Coming up back to back was another young designer Neyhha Banka with her fun and vibrant collection 'Tick tack toe'. Starting out with fun prints,as the show progressed,she moved on to solid coloured maxis and saris with clever use of ombre,peplum and layering. A lot of pants were seen,varying from printed pants to solid charcoal grey ones. Things got bolder once the super short shorts and dresses started to make an appearance. As they say,only the bold stand out when it comes to fashion. The quirky headbands with tick tack toe patterns easily caught attention.










The best was finally saved for the last. Abhishek Dutta had taken the expectations a few notches higher with his decision to host his show in the almost vintage ambiance of Priya Cinema Hall in the southern part of the city. Though the show started more than an hour late,it was definitely worth the wait. He struck a fine balance between his western line and fusion range with ample use of colours like blue,purple and black. The Bold and the Beautiful truly came together to make the show a treat to the senses. The somewhat unusual idea of making the models walk down the aisles made the whole experience all the more real.






Photo credits: Debanjan Ghosh
                                                                  Though I had had a pretty hectic day,I think this was an experience I'd cherish forever. Thank you Signature,spiritzandmore and most importantly,team gingerclaps for giving me such a great opportunity!

Sunday, 19 August 2012

O sweet melancholy

O sweet melancholy,you make things feel right.
I don't quite know you yet but I have a feeling I will.
The hours of shame will make way for glory,Delgadina,
the hours of shame will make way for glory.

Cry,cry,cry.
Let's make it up to the sky.
Cry for the senile owls,
cry for the vile fishes,
cry for the insane trees.
Cry,cry,cry.


Meeting  Reema of The Dark Angel fame(I tried but couldn't find the link,must be something wrong with her blog) was like meeting my soul sister with short hair! We get along THAT well! And she got me chocolates and nail paints! *Throws kisses around*
And I wore the same outfit to a movie date with boyfriend but never really managed to take pictures. So,had to repeat it once again since I was hell bent on showing the world my girlie side(with all the pink).
 

Thursday, 9 August 2012

Of boredom and other things

This is how falling asleep must feel like-peaceful,dizzy,effortless and numb. I'm getting older too. All of twenty two and already over life. "Have you always been a loner? Does it still feel lonely at times?",he asks,sitting right opposite me. I'm not sure whether I heard the question right or not. I've been floating all around these days. I feel light and heavy at the same time. It hasn't rained much this year. The overcast sky looked beautiful from the Shobhabazaar ghaat last night. I remembered a face I used to make when I was five. This new flat is spacious,basic and characterless. It gives me a proper canvas to throw my colours at but I still can't write. Nor can I make love. Everything seems to be such an effort! Just not worth it. Staring at the ceiling is WAY better. It makes me feel alive,in the oddest way. I'm just so tired! O I'm just so tired!

Sunday, 8 July 2012

"Child,look at me."

"Child,look at me",
turn back.
The night is scary.
Scarier than fairytale movies.
Because it won't warn you before the fangs go deep down.
They aren't spiders.
And my English isn't pretty.

I'm drunk,child,
are you?
You drank milk,huh?
Smell me,
touch me,
I'm available.
I'm the liveliest showpiece ever.
I'll die when you want me to.
I'm alive though.
And I come for free.

Alcohol isn't entirely a bad thing
though your parents might tell you otherwise.
I never saw them,
I never will.
Because they live inside the woods
and go for morning walks in their trench coats
when I'm busy fighting my hangovers.

Child,I'm a likeable person,
I really am.
I'll pour you milk and pat your back.
I think you'd like me.

It's the night that makes me violent,child.
Do you understand?
Would you?
The magic of night?
The pleasure of loneliness?

Don't be scared if I puke.
I like tracing them around my loo,
they're fascinating.
And scary.

But I'll save you.
From all the evil forces.
Because I'm one of them only.

But I'll kill you too.
Because innocence never gave the world anything
apart from the momentary hallucination.
And I'm here to save the world,believe it or not.
In my pink lingerie and electric blue flip flops.

In case you're wondering,yes,that was indeed written while I was dead drunk. Thank you for asking. And now,the pictures from a friend's b'day. We went to China Town(again) for lunch and then to Mocha for hookah. It was fun finishing a hookah all by myself,for the first time ever! Never mind the drowsiness though.:P

Palazzo pant-B.K.Market,yellow shrug and pink pumps-Shreeram Arcade,Leather band-Sudder Street,blue blouse,clutch,owl pendant,charm and earrings-gifted



Friday, 29 June 2012

Joint overdose and animal prints

I'll fight for legalising marijuana until it kills me.
I love poison.
Blue is my favourite colour.
So is pink.
And white too.
But I don't like weddings.
They're so pretentious!
And I'm too pretentious to make peace with pretence!

I hope you're having fun.
I really do.
Pack some seashells for me
for I'm going to make my own sea down here.

You're not welcome,
nobody is.
I won't wear bikinis,
I got cellulite thigh.
Or maybe I'll.
Will just throw a sarong over.

Stay away because I'm highly contagious,
stay away because I'm fucking broke,
stay away because I'm drunk,
stay away because I don't exist.

Words are all that will stay with you.
I'll be off,soon.
Don't bother looking for me
because I'll be talking to the moon.

Dress worn as a blouse and sling-B.K.Market,White denims and blazer-Simpark Mall,pumps-Shreeram Arcade,watch-vintage,owl pendant-gifted

Bestie's b'day made me wake up at 7 a.m.(on my own,with adequate help from mobile alarms of course) and change into my one and only animal print dress. This time I wore it as a top since we had plans for the whole day and comfort was on the top of my checklist. We watched Spider man in the morning(it's SO NOT amazing,trust me),went to China Town for a sumptuous lunch and then came back to my room for a good ol' adda session. Movie and lunch meant AC. So,thought would try layering after almost three months! Animal prints can go horribly wrong with gold jewellery if not done properly. And since I'm no animal print pro,decided to team it with a contrasting silver instead. The sling is a new buy and an absolute favourite! I was almost happy.

Tuesday, 19 June 2012

I'm strong...

I'm strong.
It's just that I like to play docile.
It's the girl in me.
I want to come to your bed wearing pink lingerie and put you to sleep.
I won't sing lullabies.
I'll give you a blow job instead.
A friend of mine told me just the other day that he has never experienced a blow job.
I don't feel bad for him because I don't love him as much as I should.
Or maybe I do.
I'm just indifferent.

I don't want to be a poet.
Poets are pretentious people with greasy hair and hairy chest.
And they go for vacations.
They live in a make-believe world and make you believe in it.
You're the only one being cheated,really.

Beware,people!
Poetry is dangerous.
It flows in your blood and you can never get rid of it.
Spines crack and jaws hurt.

Crazy reality check,huh?
Don't feel bad.
We've all been there,done that.
Some stayed back,some didn't.

I don't want to sleep with you,soldier.
Your uniform stinks.
I'd pour you a drink and then watch you masturbate instead.
I won't give you the bed though.
You'll be on the floor-crying out
while I sleep peacefully.
Sounds don't bother me because I'm drunk.

 If that wasn't insane enough to make you leave the page,well,I love you too. So,here goes a picture for you! It was taken during one of my shopping trips. It was raining. So,I HAD TO wear skirts or shorts. This one has been lying unused for a month or so. So,decided to wear it. The blouse was a gift from my aunt and it's almost four-year old! And as far as the background is concerned,well,my love for my shoes is well-known. It's been a few months since I bought my last pair of shoes. So,thought they deserved a special treatment.

Skirt-New Market,blouse-Metro Plaza,kolhapuris-Shreeram Arcade,sling-Emami,watch-vintage

Wednesday, 13 June 2012

P for palazzo!


Yes,people! I got my first pair of palazzo pants! After months of worrying,planning and unplanning,I decided to ditch the lollypop look and embrace volume instead. And exams are over too! How cool is that,huh? I was so happy that I decided to grace you all with an outfit post(Never mind the location,:P)! This bag is a new buy too and I can't have enough of it! The pink pumps are obviously OLD but they're my favourites. So,I end up wearing them a lot more than I probably should. Decided to layer the look a little with the leather band and the antique watch.
                                                                     And now,time for 'poetry',people!

The moons are talking to me tonight.
I've to listen to them
before the suns arrive.

The suns are bossy and they turn me off.
I'll pack my bags and leave.
The empty bottle(s) will make a clinking sound to keep me company.

I'll reach before you can say 'blah'.
I've my own work to do.
Don't call me until the curtains turn crimson.

I bleed every month.
On a particular week.
That's one of God's mysteries.
My mother gave me a white tampon to cover up the shame with.
I'll get rid of it soon.
And be proud of my blood.
It'll drop down my legs-
down,down and swoop!
No,you'll never be the one sucking it up
because I'm in love with myself.

I'll take a walk and finish my drink.
Feel free to miss me.
Or not.
I'm cool either way.

"Life is pointless and it's fun living that way",
only if you knew.