Thursday, May 31, 2007

Coolie No. 1 or Hero No. 1?

Coolie No. 1: The shirt is mine.
Hero No. 1: The chappals are mine.
Coolie No. 1: The ganda hair is mine.
Hero No. 1: The slim-fit pants are mine.
Coolie No. 1: The 56-inch waist is certainly not mine.
Hero No. 1: (Sigh!) You win.
The verdict: David Dhawan was his own inspiration for Coolie No. 1.
It's a good thing he's behind the camera and not in front of it. Don't you think?

curtains for rajeshwari

yes, i know this dress is from the curtains from the spare bedroom in captain von trapp's house that maria overlooked. i mean, it's not my fault that she was traipsing around the countryside singing about the shepherd and the sound of music and all that. if she overlooked those curtains, it's her loss. finders keepers, i say. i mean, times are hard these days and i don't know how else to be fashionable and still be able to afford it. you understand, dahlings?
hugs and kisses,

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

picturesque speechless

what's better than bappida and his dangling, clanging pounds of flesh and gold?
bappida and his dangling, clanging pounds of flesh and gold, in shiny black vinyl . that's what.
do click to see the bigger picture and enjoy.

obelix's worse half

dear amrita:
yes. even obelix the gaul can tell you that stripes are slimming. but you didn't have to go out and steal his clothes to try and steal a march over your always-classy sister. there is, after all, a difference between looking chic-ly gaulish and cheaply ghoulish.
what exactly, if i may ask, were you thinking? next thing you know, we're going to hear obelix tapping his head and saying "these indians are crazy."

concerned citizens for keeping gaulish clothes on gaulish bodies

kangana, caught unawares, runout by amrita arora

kangana, kangana. you're sassy, you have rare talent. you can make your eyes and your acting speak so artfully. but must you let your clothes say you're looking to amrita arora for fashion inspiration? you know, all you had to was to discard the tie and jacket and you would look so sweet and svelte in the classic white shirt-blue jeans combo. because what you remind me right now is of a bangladeshi waiter in an indian restaurant run by pakistanis in paris. after work.
i will give it to you though that none of them would look as good as you if they discarded the tie and jacket.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

a sleeping giant awakens

alright, a giant this blog might not be, but there is no disputing that it has been slumbering for a little over six months now. no matter, i am here now. ready to scatter forty score and more fashion faux pas (what is the plural for "faux pas" anyway?) like so much chaff. and so, my loyal two and a quarter readers, you will have some thing to look forward to while away a few minutes of your time everyday from now on. once more. like the days of old.