Mustard Yellow: The Colour of Love.
This year has seen the loss of several trailblazers. Three of them have particularly impacted me. Sridevi, Anthony Bourdain and Kate Spade. I never met any of them, nor did I have anything in common with them, except an appreciation of their extraordinary talent, what they stood for and perhaps some common values we shared. Sridevi – I […]
Is there such a thing as bloggers’ block? If there is, I know I’ve had it for a year, maybe longer. On any given day, I have at least 1,000 thoughts – this doesn’t even begin to include the 2,573 opinions. Sadly, over the last year I haven’t been able to convert these thoughts/opinions into […]
Two years ago, I decided to quit my job and become a lady of leisure. As I was handing in my two weeks notice, I was filled with visuals of my new life. It was like one of those detergent commercials where everything appeared brighter, happier and more hopeful. Images included: I still remember that […]
Once upon a time, in a not-so faraway land, there was a little girl who loved jewelry. Earrings, necklaces, rings…she always longed for more in her Minnie Mouse jewelry box. Sadly, her mum didn’t always agree to buying it for her. One day, she decided that when she was older had a degree in Economics, […]
My husband recently accused me of being a hotel snob. I wanted to fight it but somewhere not so deep inside I knew he was right. So I’ve decided to own it. In the words of a dear friend, ‘I have a fear of substandard hotels’.
Do you have that one friend who can never seem to take a bad picture? She always looks radiant, like she had a very civilized day at the spa, drank her daily recommended amount of water and quite possibly has a lady (or man friend)-in-waiting filing her nails, plucking stray hairs and fixing her dirty martinis…
Once upon a time, when I got my first paycheck, I took my credit card to where every self respecting girl does, the Louis Vuitton store. About thirty minutes later, I walked out with the most inexpensive purse they had. On the cab ride home, I was overcome with guilt. Had I actually spent that much money on a purse?
Anyone who knows me knows how much I love nude shoes. In fact, even those who have only met a handful of times have asked me ‘Priyanka, what’s this fascination with nude shoes? And how many do you own?’ The answer is ‘you have no idea’.
Athleisure as a term and ensemble seems to be all the rage. Just like nude shoes, everywhere I look, I see women in ‘sporty chic’ all day every day. It’s perfectly acceptable to wear yoga pants if you are in fact going to yoga or the gym, but wearing them all day long…why? Unless your closet got broken into and your only surviving piece of clothing are those pants, it’s not okay.
