Isn’t it too cliché for me? The topic, I mean! As much as I try to avoid doing cliché stuff and stress on my small brain too much to come up with a unique concept, I believe, in the end, we humans have similar tastes- more or less. So, ‘how she wore it and how he wore it’ has been on my mind for a long long time and I can’t seem to recollect when I initially thought of it and also gave up because the whole idea got a little too common. I have seen many bloggers come up with this topic and liked a couple of them too. But for a person like me who always stick to unisex T-shirts and Shirts and Hoodies from the men’s wardrobe, yeah, it’s something I had to do anyway!
Now, a lot of people try to play the trend game but if you’re playing by its rules, it is really tough to keep at it. It isn’t a bad thing at all unless you are consistent with your style(and work) and are ready to spend half(or maybe more) of your salary on buying new ins of the market. But if you stick to the norms of your signature style and experiment around it, I believe you won’t be at loss. If you know what looks best on you then it’s easy to avoid spending your precious greens on. Although, style is dynamic and sticking to one’s signature style is difficult but one can always come up with a signature style of his own with the change in weather, season or age! Today, I thought of sharing what my signature style looks like ’cause you can tell I am one of those stupid narcissists you have always hated!
When I opened the door of my balcony the other day, it was a cool breeze that greeted me. A breeze I have been missing. It spoke a thousand words reminding me of my childhood days, back home in
Arunachal Pradesh where the breeze would pierce the soft cheeks at times. A hurtful pleasure you’d want. The weather is getting transitioned. Winter is here, finally. Then there was this day when the sky was full of clouds. There were very dark. And gloomy. As if nature was upset. Upset of the unwary things. But yeah, the dark clouds apparently welcomed winter. And with it comes the extra worry of taking care of our mane – with problems like dandruff, dry hair and frizziness kicking in, Pantene comes as a savior in the form of the New Oil Replacement.
It isn’t long that I wrote the article ‘In the shoes of a blogger’. You can see and tell how gruesome the life of a blogger is. Surrounded by negative energy of haters and competitive counterparts, the life of a blogger is pretty mechanical which starts and ends with ‘HOW A BRAND WANTS YOU TO WORK’. I also mentioned how it’s all about the MUTUALISM and that originality and genuineness is going for a toss, well, mostly. Almost everybody is in the tryst of making it big without actually working hard for it.
This post is basically the PART II of the previous blog on AIFW and as I already mentioned, yes, I too planned my fits for AIFW. Going by what a premiere event it is, I really wanted to make my travel worth, I have been wanting and waiting to attend this event for quite sometime. All my fits were rather simple and no, I wasn’t being shot for the street style spotted of the various magazines at the AIFW. Well, didn’t I tell you that one has to dress up in a lot weird way to get shot? If not, then he has to be creative in a good way. But all I wanted was to look cool without losing my style and identity. That’s why I went for plain looks with just a couple of DIYs.
I remember going through an article when I was in Guwahati, maybe I was doing my engineering then. It read- “My husband sends me to the prostitute house to earn money for his liquor but beats me up if I get a few minutes late from the specified time. He thinks that I start showing interest on my customer.” It also read- “I have undergone 3 abortions and now I don’t even want to have a baby of my own. Although, I know I won’t have a say if my husband wants a child.” Then there was this article on Facebook which popped up on my timeline a few weeks back. It depicted how ugly the life of a sex- worker is and still how contended they sound! Apparently, the vagina of one of the sex workers has got rotten and you could smell it from a distance. Nobody would go near her. But you could hear her prayer recitals. Upon reading the post, I felt I was there and everything was happening in front of my eyes. The misery, the pain, the anxiety and yet not longing for the outside world. Isn’t it owning one’s sexuality?
Recently, I figured out something new about myself. I realized that unknowingly, I collect sunsets. This might be due to the fact that waking up to a beautiful sunrise and grabbing the morning cup of green tea isn’t practical anymore. I also realized that I always try to reach office as early as possible although my timings are flexible and I can afford to wake up late- unknowingly though, I like to reach home early so as to enjoy the setting sun with my little pooch! But due to heightened traffic conditions these days, I only get to see the warm colors of the setting sun while I am in the cab on my way back home. Why is it that our eyes get glued to the radiating hues of the sunset and we get transported to an enchanted universe?
Back as a kid, there was this art gallery that we used to go to when kins used to visit us. You know, those tourist guide sessions! I could never really comprehend some of the paintings. And I remember trying hard to decode them during the night! It always amazed me how deep an artist’s mind can dive into. How deep can a human mind think of. I have always believed that one’s mind can reach the void- where nothing else can ever be present. Isn’t it beautiful how limitless one can be and one can think of. Coming to digital art, I follow a couple of digital artists including Michael Oswald who transforms real women into crazy illusions. Photoshop art aka digital art is truly a new rage.
DUHH! So, Shivani Boruah aka The Velvet Radio is out of topics. How lame! She can’t blabber about anything else and got this inconsequential topic on one of the easiest things of the lot- being a blogger! Well! As easy as it may seem, blogging is a tough job dude. Content, photography and then investing on your wardrobe, that’s a darn tough job! It definitely appears to be one of the easiest lives- “So, what do you do? Wear new and nice clothes and pose for the camera!” Nope. That ain’t all.