It was a working Sunday, so it had to be something lazy, but nice enough to wear someplace before or afterward.
Shirt: White tunic from Westside. I don’t patronize this store much and this would be one of five things I have bought from them over the years. I usually wear it over patterned tights, but it’s breezy over denims too.
Pants: Gap skinny jeans.
Shoes: Pink/red mojris.
I feel like a SoBo mom.
Malini had asked me to read from her book at the National Gallery of Modern Art that day. We met last year when I went over to interview her when her autobiography was published and we became friends. I was a little nervous when she asked if I would read for her, and this was before I found out that the other panelists were Padma Shri awardees, the chancellor of a university, a major activist-journalist and a disability activist. And I thought an orange maxi would be appropriate. I get stressed by social occasions and under stress, I like to wear the most reliable and comfortable clothes. So while I may justify buying a pair of heels saying a special occasion will warrant it, when the time comes, I’ll wear my Kolhapuri huaraches. Instead of blogging, I should just talk to myself more.
So this is what I wore.
Top: Silk tank from JCrew.
Pants: From Anokhi. I needn’t have bought these.
Blazer: UCB vintage.
Shoes: Mancini brown Mary Janes
Accessories: A very ethnic silver necklace from Aquamarine. It is the first thing I bought at the store and it converted me.
BTW, this is my hair in winter. No humidity, no curl.
These are from last week. We’ve had a baby in the family (not mine, clearly. For if I had the power to plan outfits, photograph them AND push a human child out of my vagina, my abilities would know no bounds.)
Pants: Pleated trousers. Rs 200. Colaba Causeway. Have two pairs.
Tank: Very firm spaghetti Rs 150. Causeway.
Tee: Sparkly tee from Fashion Fever Forever. Rs 250. I’m into sequins and beads these days and I thought I could put this to use under a blazer. So promptly forgot about it after I bought it.
Cardigan: Short-sleeved. ColorPlus.
Shoes: Brown Mary Janes from Mancini in Tel Aviv. Bought four years ago, still going strong.
Closet Sweep is shaming me. I have too many clothes. The Swasta Ani Masta Garage Sale is a love-child of guilt and taste for cheap clothes, but that is not enough. Problem is, I hoard basics. If I find something comfortable and cheap, I buy two. And I can’t pass by something distinctive without buying it.
So this year, the resolution is to buy only distinctive pieces. Now excuse me while I go whip myself.