No that's not a marathi gaali! It's simply the exaggerated form form IV which is the short form of Industrial visit.
Our Iv was supposed to be in December. While it made me very happy to think that December is going to amazing, it depressed me because it was sooooooo far away. Now it's been pre-poned to November, so I have every reason to scream, shout and celebrate. Well I know it is too early to do that, but what the heck, I need an excuse to shut those books anyway. They keep staring back at me to remind me all the things I don't know. *Sigh* So I'm going to focus on happier things in life (read:IV) and make a list of all the things I want to do during the IV.
1. I want to get my coin scarf out and belly dance in the train. Don't judge me. I'm not an exhibitionist. Most of the time I look spastic when I belly dance in front of people. I get so fucking conscious you know. But I'm not going to this time. What the hell, I have always wanted to dance in a train, with gypsy clothes and gypsy music playing in the background. While I'm definitely not going to be able to fulfil the latter half of my fantasy(friends are not a fan of gypsy or Arabian music :P) I'm going to make the first half happen. :D
2. Get drunk properly. while I drink every now and then, I haven't tested my limits. I think it's the time. Besides, I'm dying to know what I'll blabber when I'm drunk!
3. 'Everyday is a Fashion show and the world is my Runway'. Stock up on more awesome clothes and make Rajasthan my runway. :P
4. Hit on some hot senior :) May be the one with a girly butt. (Pari I put this here, just so you could have a good laugh. Just so you know, I'm already going mad laughing).
5. Have lots of girlie gossip sessions. Everyday is going to be like a sleepover!
6. Shop! Shop! Shop! Frankly I'm going to need a separate blogpost to talk about this. But let me tell you in short. I want Rajasthani Jewellery! Anklets, Bracelets, armlets, earrings, bangles, necklaces, rings, EVERYTHING!
7. Last but not the least, have a blast and come back many awesome memories. :)
P.S. I'm really not into guy's with girlie butts. I promise!
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Shopping List for the month Sept'09
- black pumps
- pink pumps
- golden high waist belt
- black formal belt
- pink high waist belt
- thick rusted golden bangles
- long beaded chains
- More nail colours!
- flip flops
- coloured leggings
- leggings with stars on them
- loads of plain coloured vests
- a charm necklace
- loads of plain coloured long tees for the leggings
- Mini dresses again for the leggings
- black shorts
- a ruffled yellow top
- Anything in hot pink :)
- new pair of skinny jeans
- and finally a big box of cookies as a reward for all my hard work :)
Bandra and the New Haircut
I was tired of being the girl with miserable, unshapely, long hair.
I still wanted the long part, but the first two HAD to go!
I still wanted the long part, but the first two HAD to go!
I've never really been a big fan of fancy salons.
Blame it on the Chindi-ness if you must, but if I can get a really good haircut for half the price, what's the point of over-indulging.There's something about Bandra you know.
It's very much a part of Bombay and still more different than any other place in this city.
More than the place itself, I think it's the people who create the awe-inspiring Culture that distinguishes them from the rest of the city.
I think the best way to describe the place would be to call it 'The Style Capital of Bombay'.
It's very much a part of Bombay and still more different than any other place in this city.
More than the place itself, I think it's the people who create the awe-inspiring Culture that distinguishes them from the rest of the city.
I think the best way to describe the place would be to call it 'The Style Capital of Bombay'.
So when I decided I want my hair to look too-funky-for-it's-roots(yes I just made the phrase up), I obviously couldn't think of a better place to go to.
So I sit in the train and make my way to Fashion Capital with a smile of my face and a million dreams in my eyes (When will I learn to be less dramatic? WHEN?).
Then I take an auto to Mad-O-What(Wont tell you the getting lost in Bandra part AGAIN), and fall in love with the place even before I actually step into.
So I sit in the train and make my way to Fashion Capital with a smile of my face and a million dreams in my eyes (When will I learn to be less dramatic? WHEN?).
Then I take an auto to Mad-O-What(Wont tell you the getting lost in Bandra part AGAIN), and fall in love with the place even before I actually step into.
From the psychedelic interiors to fashionably dressed staff, the gay hairdresser who kept calling me 'babes' and the glass of a brownish-golden liquid which was actually not beer, but steriliser, I fell in love with everything .
I do however have sneaking suspicion it has to do with it's location more than anything else.
Infact, I'm so in love with the location and it's culture that I want to move there.
Since, that's not happening, the least I can do is spend more time there and imbibe some of the Bandra-ness in me.
Infact, I'm so in love with the location and it's culture that I want to move there.
Since, that's not happening, the least I can do is spend more time there and imbibe some of the Bandra-ness in me.
I'm looking at my closet and I get this sad feeling that I'm not even half way there.
So many plain looking tees, such few earrings, KURTAS(!!), more flip-flops than ballerinas, such few skirts and barely any dresses.
*Sigh* I feel like I've lost myself.
None of it goes with the new hairstyle.
But I feel inspired now.
A makeover is definitely on it's way. =)
So many plain looking tees, such few earrings, KURTAS(!!), more flip-flops than ballerinas, such few skirts and barely any dresses.
*Sigh* I feel like I've lost myself.
None of it goes with the new hairstyle.
But I feel inspired now.
A makeover is definitely on it's way. =)
iWant!!
Purple Bag
Candy Green Mary Janes
Floral Wedges
Pink Waist Belt
Emerald green dress with jewels
Pink Patiala
Black kurta to wear with my silver egyptian necklace
A tee in the same shade of green that they wear in street dance.
So much to shop, so little time! *sigh*
Summer'08 (Confessions of a Shopaholic)
Right after I got back form my awesome trip to Chennai, I left for Malaysia. My uncle's a lawyer and practically every year he takes his entire staff for trip. I remember the time my neighbour told me he got a job in Bangalore where his awesome office supplied him with Snickers, Toblerone and the likes everyday. I couldn't help but feel terribly envious. However, when I heard about my Uncles idea of keeping his staff happy, the snickers seemed like a bit of a let down =P .
Since, he was taking his family as well, he asked my brother and I to come along. Give me one good reason why we should have refused?
The best part was that my parents were not coming along. And that meant a summer trip without unnecessary drama and lectures on responsiblity. Also loads of cash and shopping without watching my mum wrinkling her nose and every secong item of clothing I picked up.
Inspite of being with over 25 people, it was almost like travelling alone. On one hand was the entire staff. All of them were too involved in each other anyway. On the other, was the little family. Again involved in each other. And then there was me, my book, my music and my coffee. The road trip was awesome. The weather was terrific. Frankly speaking I don't remember much of the sightseeing we did, but I can tell you this, I fell in love with the shopping!
It sounds a little insane, but every time I look back at that trip I think of those unbelievably big malls. I think about how there was so much to cover and so little time and how I ran like a maniac from one shop to another, just so I could cover everything in that time limit. I remember how everytime I saw the magic word(sale), my eyes would light up and my feet would automatically take me in that direction. The smell of designer perfumes lingering in the air, the designer gown clad manequins, the soft feel of the fabrics, the array of gorgeous colours, the display of outfits that seemed to have walked right out of my dream. I miss every bit of it.
And once again I can do anything to have it back! *sigh*
Since, he was taking his family as well, he asked my brother and I to come along. Give me one good reason why we should have refused?
The best part was that my parents were not coming along. And that meant a summer trip without unnecessary drama and lectures on responsiblity. Also loads of cash and shopping without watching my mum wrinkling her nose and every secong item of clothing I picked up.
Inspite of being with over 25 people, it was almost like travelling alone. On one hand was the entire staff. All of them were too involved in each other anyway. On the other, was the little family. Again involved in each other. And then there was me, my book, my music and my coffee. The road trip was awesome. The weather was terrific. Frankly speaking I don't remember much of the sightseeing we did, but I can tell you this, I fell in love with the shopping!
It sounds a little insane, but every time I look back at that trip I think of those unbelievably big malls. I think about how there was so much to cover and so little time and how I ran like a maniac from one shop to another, just so I could cover everything in that time limit. I remember how everytime I saw the magic word(sale), my eyes would light up and my feet would automatically take me in that direction. The smell of designer perfumes lingering in the air, the designer gown clad manequins, the soft feel of the fabrics, the array of gorgeous colours, the display of outfits that seemed to have walked right out of my dream. I miss every bit of it.
And once again I can do anything to have it back! *sigh*
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