In Etro


Dressed in printed Etro pants that she paired with a black top, Michelle attended recently held Polo championship. Ray-Bans, YSL Tribs, a Birkin and what look like Tiffany Keys finished out her look.

Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t quite care for those sandals with rest of her look. The Birkin too seems jarring. A Not Quite, this.

Left, Centre: Michelle Poonawala At Raymond Polo Championship
Far Right: Etro Pants

Photo Credit: Viral Bhayani

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In Annu And Amrit


In an Annu and Amrit dress, Mugdha attended a recent do. Neither the choice of necklace nor the kitten-heeled sandals really work with the dress. Will have to give this one a Not Quite.

P.S: The designer duo’s peplum dresses have been spotted before… See here.

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Mugdha Godse At Kangna Ranaut’s Birthday Do

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Ditto!


At a recent do, spotted Tabu in The Bungalow jumpsuit that we had previously seen on Bandana.

One to almost always pull off what she’s wearing, this was one of those rare misses for Tabu. The look was just not working on her. Not the outfit, nor the way she had styled it. Much, much prefer it on Bandana.

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Tabu At Nikhil Advani’s Birthday Do


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Bandana Tewari
Left: At Tarun Tahiliani Couture Exposition, July 2011
Right: At Tarun Tahiliani Couture Exposition, July 2012

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Dear Freud, the Interweb has me in its deep, deep clutches. We blame my mother, yes?


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It is not the diet. Not the getting-a-wee-bit-too-snug tee after a vacation. It definitely is not the what to buy on sale, the item with the bigger mark-down or the one with the lower price tag. Nor is it the ‘Bag or Shoes?’ predicament. It is not the you-just-found-out-your-hot-yoga-instructer-bats-for-the-other-team. What it is, is the little yellow-orange flickering light on your modem. Nothing haunts, gives you anxiety or brings your world to a crashing halt like the three ominous words- Connection is down.

Crickets.

Were there Internet Gods and there are of that am sure, my mother-in-law would ask me to fast on a Wednesday, wear yellow on Sunday, check the vaastu of where my modem is and maybe feed fifty poor unclaimed domain names to appease the WWW. But deeply engrossed in her game of Temple Run, my pain is dismissed with a “Wait one second!”. So much for divine intervention.

By the way, has rahu-kalam passed?

And what is a Blogger to do, without having a Blog to do?

Frantic to be connected, on moves on to the next then. The ubiquitous coffee shop. Who like the Witch with her shiny red apple, has me bite. For a simple reason- Free WiFi. And instead of falling asleep for a hundred years, I suffer through loud generic pop, a populous of age-group I long left behind and terrible Lattes. Headphones on, I proceed to stare at the blinking cursor on my blank screen. In my best pensive, angst-y writer look. Wait, no one saw me checking my Facebook page, right?

(On these coffee-shops, I have a lot to say. But that’s a rant best saved for another caffeinated day.)

There’s only one thing worse than waiting for him to call after a first date. (What, I remember!) Waiting for a picture to upload.

Ah the woes, will they ever cease? (It called for a melodramatic moment.) For a blogger who has often bragged “If there’s WiFi, will blog”, the curse of only one or no bar seems to haunt me every time I travel. Last time, the forced two day e-detox chalked up to one Marni top on sale that I couldn’t get my hands on, two abandoned games of scrabble, beginning Franny and Zooey (again), one squabble, two fun lunches, a bottle of wine and a brief moment spent considering self-medicating.

Hashtag YOLO. Right? RIGHT? Sigh.

Okay, so once back on, I will grudgingly admit, my world didn’t come crashing down. But best not to make this a habit, yes? My closet has feelings too you know? And besides, I don’t want my credit card lulled in to a false sense of security.

As a blogger, online shopper and social media lurker, this post really was going to be about the severely dependent relationship we have with Internet. How it validates, gratifies, proves and cements our social existence with an intensity that just can’t be duplicated. It really was. But now that I see signal strength, I really must go Instagram my Latte and make that ever important pick- XPro or LoFi?

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In Falguni And Shane Peacock


Contrary to popular belief, a sheath-pumps-ponytail look isn’t the only way to get a nod of approval from us. There are many, many ways to have and hold our attention (as evidenced in these pages) but this isn’t one of them. Well strike that, Anusha sure has our attention.

Wearing Falguni and Shane Peacock, Anusha attended a recent party thrown by the designer duo. And while she has our attention, none of it was, shall we say favorable? Nothing about this look works for us. It isn’t fashion-forward, it isn’t edgy. Only tacktastic.

Anusha Dandekar At Falguni And Shane Peacock’s Bash

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