Delhi Couture Week – Ritu Beri

Love the Drama created over the stage! 🙂

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We all love being Daddy’s little princess, but after seeing Ritu Beri’s creation walk down the ramp you feel like its time to be the queen. A collection which not only stunned everybody but also made everyone crave to own a piece from this collection. The show started with a model dressed as a bride walking with four other models holding a dupatta like in a typical Punjabi wedding. The veil of the bride had been transformed into golden masks, which made the look all the more desirable. This ‘Punjabi Rock & Roll’ named collection brought with it the true essence of the state in its full glamour and grandeur. Victorian inspired sculpted gowns, shararas, suits set the ramp on fire.

A beautiful collection which seemed more of a celebration rather than just being limited to the boundaries of a fashion show.

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Chennai Express- A Review


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Haven’t been able to watch a decent movie in a theater in what seems like ages. Missed Lootera and Missed Bhaag Milkha Bhaag. Last movie that I watched was Superman – Man of Steel and umm…well one of my friends actually dozed off during the screening.

So, when we struck a Jackpot of a long weekend, thanks to Id, some of us girlfriends decided to get together and hit the theater to watch the newly released Chennai Express.

Let me take you through the plus points of the movie first – Deepika Padukone, good tracks, picturesque locations and Deepika Padukone (the actress looked gorgeous to me what with her accented Hindi). Coming to the cons – Wafer thin plot, slap stick comedy and logic defying script.

To be fair, the movie did draw some chuckles from the audience in what was a fair enough run time. To cut the long story short – Rahul is on the way to Raameshwaram to take care of some family affairs and en route meets a damsel in distress. By the stroke of fate, their journey’s become entwined with each other. Then its all about escaping the wrath of her Don father, enraged fiancĂ©, cars blowing and oh yeah..falling in love. And you get to see some nice locations and an item song.

If I had to suggest one reason of watching the movie it will sure as hell be DP! :D

Delhi Couture Week 2013 – Sabyasachi

Loved every garment! 🙂
Blog Credit: Archita Bannerjee

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The simplicity and the elegance of Sabyasachi’s collection – Opium just left me wide eyed and in awe. The intricate work, the hint of bling, the attention to detail all made Sabyasachi’s collection worth getting inspired. The collection takes you back to the 1920’s India when the whole look was so simple yet so regal. Sabyasachi’s attention to detail is something worth get inspired from. The small radio in the backdrop with potted plants and decorative frame created an environment so delicate and so pure.

Sabyasachi took back what was his with this collection, after all the criticism throw at him from the Cannes fiasco. His comeback with the purest colour white zipped up all those waggling tongues once and for all. A collection so beautiful that it can calm you down and get you thinking.

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I Love my City!

It’s been five years of knowing you, and my love for you increases day by day. You are unpredictable, yet reasonable, compatible with my tastes, preferences and adapt according to the changing times. The perfect Melting Pot. Bangalore – I love you!!

On a train journey with a friend, we sat down watching ‘Wake up Sid’ to while away time. It’s a refreshing, good watch, replete with good acting and foot tapping scores. The female protagonist arrives in the City of Dreams – Mumbai, in search for her independence and to pursue her dreams of becoming a writer.

Here’s my favourite part of the movie: She emphatically stresses on how coming to the city was her dream and now that she is here, it won’t do if she went got subdued by the city. Over course of a few weeks, she was head over heels in love with the city.

Recently, I went on a trip to Mumbai, for work. I have constantly been in awe of the city, partly because it is the Bollywood hub, financial capital and all that jazz. And partly because everybody I have met has always stressed on how amazing the city is.

Mumbai is indeed awe – striking. Heart of Indian Entertainment Industry (Bollywood, to most of us) – it carries so many dreams, aspirations and ambitions inside of itself, developing and nurturing some while handpicking some for rejection and desolation. Remains of British Rule strike a chord with history while the buildings with modern architecture and sky scrapers bring you face-to-face with the progress in terms of technology and finance. I liked it there.

But there is something about Bangalore that my mind and heart refute to fall in love with any other city I ever happen to visit. Not that I have seen much of India :P. But I am irrevocably in love with the city – the climate, the crowd the culture, the laid back yet progressive attitude and everything else. I might be found cursing the traffic every other day when I have to trek across to other part of city for work, I might be found haggling with the auto-drivers and cursing myself for not knowing the native language, but I am in love with Bangalore



Here, right here – I have struggled and I have managed. I have lost and I have won. I have self-doubted and I have been revived. I have wept and I have laughed. I have curled up in one corner and I have explored. I have exploded with anger and cried with compassion. I have detested and I have loved. I have let go and I have learnt. I have lost and I have gained. I have made a fool of myself and I have earned respect. The city has made me stronger and has helped me grow up in so many ways.

I love it here but I am sure as hell I am neither the first one to say so, nor the last.