My dressing depends a lot on my mood, second only to the place/occasion. And this t-shirt seemed so apt for my current state of mind that it was almost funny. For some reason I had bought it about a month back, even though I din’t find it in my size (this is XL by the way). It just seemed so comfortable and the right amount of slouchy with the right amount of attitude. Almost like I foresaw myself wearing this to match my mood.
When life is throwing brickbats at you, and you are standing there trying to protect your pretty little head with a flimsy net, ask yourself this – are you being an idiot to be standing there in the first place? If you are then walk away! Nobody or nothing can chain you to a certain place. You are free to walk away anywhere as long as you know it in your heart that you are right. Let the brickbats rain down and smash themselves on the ground and ask yourself if you care!
I was lazing around in these dungarees when I decided that, this epic outfit that was every kid’s uniform in the 90’s, needed a place on this blog. Just like how it now has a special place in my closet. Now am wishing I hadn’t thrown away all those old too-short-too-tight tops. They would have made such amazing crop tops. Darn!
The right kind of clothing in summer is a must for me. Only then can I be comfortable and function like a normal human being. Else, I start biting people’s heads off. Skirts and dresses are great for hot weather, but not for every place and occasion. So every summer I am on the lookout for light, cotton trousers as an alternative to jeans and leggings. Luckily this time I managed to grab a couple of them before they disappeared off the racks, and I am so ready to over-use and wear them to death this entire summer – starting right below! 🙂
Since I had stuffed so many useless pieces into my closet, it rewarded me in the exact same way every time I wanted to dress up in something nice. In-spite of having so many clothes I never found anything appropriate for any occasion. More than half my clothes lay untouched, and the other half felt too boring and repetitive. After many self-imposed shopping bans, ridding my closet of some clothes, sorting the rest and a resolve to repair the damage done, I’ve finally arrived there! I am no longer interested in shopping. For the past two months, I’ve been trying so hard to shop but I don’t seem to find anything interesting. Even if I do, its just an initial rush which dies down in a couple of days.
I guess I am truly happy with what I have already, even if it means re-using and re-styling the same old pieces. In fact that’s more challenging and exciting. This pair of trousers is one such piece that has stayed with me for almost four years and can you believe its non branded? (and it still fits like a glove yes! muhahaha!). But of course shopping is something that we girls can never live without, so I’m still on the lookout for something that will catch my eye and make it to my wishlist. Certainly looking forward to adding some exciting new pieces this year! 🙂
Even now there are some prints that I could never wear like snake skin. Why would anyone want to feel like they have a slimy reptile skin wrapped tight around their legs? Or feet? We all have our concept of beauty, fashion and luxury but that, to me, is just cruelty – NOT luxury. There are certain things that make me uncomfortable and I simply cannot overlook them in the name of fashion! I read this article sometime back, it’s not the first of its kind nor the last, but as always it made me sick to the core. Stop aping trends blindly. Stop ‘oohhing’ and ‘aahhhing’ just because they are Gucci python boots. The next time I hear a person bragging about how exotic their snake skin bag/pants/boots look, with no idea as to what they are even talking about, they’ll end up with a python around their neck at the bottom of a snake pit! Same goes for any other exotic animal that is slaughtered in the name of fashion.
And on that sweet note, let’s move on to the pictures 😀
Shwa handbags, is a store based in Mumbai and is founded by Ira Jhangiani and Chandni Nihalani. They decided to design handbags with some character (given how girls go ga-ga over their bags and carry their world in it and all!) by having a unique little secret in each bag. The first collection is called “Grey’s Anatomy – Season1“. Just to keep things interesting they added a little surprise in each of the bags. You’ll find things right from key finders, pepper spays, bag lights, portable charges, to quick-fix lip glosses, make up pouches and other little essentials.
Soon to launch is their Winter/Festive 2013 collection which is inspired by two things.
1) This is “Season 2, Gossip Girl” which means you can expect the bags to be right on trend, youthful and vibrant. Each bag is named after a character in the show, so there’s your chance of having Chuck Bass on your arm! 😉
2) Season 2’s theme is also inspired by the book “The Secret” by Rhonda Byrne which is all about controlling our destiny with the Law of Attraction and positive thinking.
Chandni, one of the co-founders is also a modern day Tarot Reader. So with her awareness of this art, each handbag in Season 2 comes with a Tarot Card inside, which is meant to attract positive energy into our lives. Now whether you are a believer or not, its always nice to have a “something positive” with you all the time. If I am in a lousy mood and I happen to find a “STRENGTH” card for finding inner strength or a “SUN” card for happiness… I ain’t complaining!
So let’s go ahead and meet the characters shall we?
The one am carrying below is “Callie” from “Grey’s Anatomy – Season 1”. I don’t watch the show anymore, but the bag – I love!
On a side note, for someone who doesn’t know abc’s of stitching, I am very happy with the results of all three of my…ummm… trials (‘designs’ would be a bit too presumptuous!). The latest is this lemon yellow polka dotted circle skirt. More ‘designs’ to (hopefully) come soon!
Speaking of rainforests, I sure feel like am living in one. What is with the non-stop deluge? It looked like the rain gods finally gave me a 15min break between downpours today, just as I was getting ready. And since I was trying to shoot since three days (talk about perfectly good outfits going waste.. bah!) I literally ran out and wrapped it up in ten minutes. I picked these bright blue beauties today to contrast with the gloomy weather. Who says you need to wear shoes only with pants? Shorter hems and covered feet are my mantra for a rainy day. And the brighter the better!
I’ve stuck to writing silly posts, because its so much easier than revealing what you are truly feeling. Putting out all your thoughts on the blog, for the entire world to see, makes me extremely uncomfortable. I am asked quite often, as to how I feel about posting my photos on the blog for everyone to see. A lot of people who are uncomfortable with posting pictures claim that its because they are ‘private’ people. But quite frankly its the opposite for me. My face would be the first thing even a random stranger on the road would see. There is nothing private about it. I think it has more to do with how confident you feel in your own skin, and how you decide you don’t give a damm what people think about your looks or your dressing sense as long as you feel you are beautiful. Thoughts and feelings – that’s an altogether different matter. And I choose to give access to those to only a privileged few.
I’ve stopped reading a lot of the blogs that I was following an year before. I just don’t seem to find them as interesting as before. When I do browse through them, I can’t seem to remember what it was about the blog that induced me to follow it in the first place. I blame my own ever increasing impatience for the change in attitude and not the bloggers. But in a way it feels like a burden has been lifted off my shoulders – of reading and commenting on every single blog. It was almost like a compulsion, an involuntary force, making me read every single one of them even though I din’t want to.
A lot of them All of them, I now realize were reading and commenting on my blog thanks to the ‘I scratch your back and you scratch mine’ policy.
The downside has been that I’ve lost 50% (or maybe more) of my readership and comments, but like I said before its liberating to not think about it. I’ve realized it really doesn’t matter to me or affect the way I want to blog. I am sticking to writing more and more for myself – after all the blog is named ‘The Girl At First Avenue’ for a reason. It’s about the girl and all aspects of the girl.
Off late I’ve realized that you are your only true friend. People complicate matters in the most absurd ways and you just need to find the courage in your heart to say NO and move on and keep your life simple, the way you want it to be. Everybody has a mask on, but now-a-days they have multiple masks and frankly its not as appealing as peeling of different layers of a person with true character and personality. And for obvious reasons, I very much prefer the company of the latter in my life than the former. Difficult times test you and the people around you. True colors are revealed. True friendship is found. Lifelong bonds are made.
I’ve rambled a bit in this post. But this was more for me than for you guys. If you read this and get it well and good. If not, I guess I wasted 10min of your time 😛
This is only to remind myself that today, like every other day, I am in control of my life.
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.