LIFW - 3

These beautiful jackets from Vikram Phadnis cheered me up about Fashion Week.

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And these Nimita Rathod numbers with the bubbly/compressed cardboard texture were fun too.

Don't you wish she'd worn something a little more exciting herself?

(pics courtesy rediff.com)

LIFW - 2

Now, there is only one designer who can bring me to tears with the sheer beauty and originality of his creations, and he was not part of Lakme Fashion Week.

One of his Fall 2007 ready-to-wear gems, courtesy of style.com:



Which is why I find this Indian Fashion week design so disappointing.


Why? Why? Why? I am at a loss to explain this too-faithful imitation.
If this was the Indian equivalent of Zara or TopShop, I wouldn't be as disturbed. But as a designer showing at Fashion Week, I would hope you'd set the bar a bit higher. Even if your audience doesn't notice the lack of imagination (or doesn't care even if they do), don't you owe it to yourself and all artists to make something more than a poor woman's Dior?

LIFW

Lakme India Fashion Week is in full swing in Bombay.

From what I've seen so far, there have been more misses than hits, like these disasters below:

But to be fair, people like Sabyasachi


and Narendra Kumar never disappoint.

(even if NK sometimes looks a bit derivative... Alberta Feretti and Dior anyone?)

More hits and misses to come.

(Pics courtesy http://specials.rediff.com/getahead/2007/oct/14pkp8.htm, style.com, sify.com - bear with me if some of these are from April's show - the picture sources aren't always the most scrupulous with dates).

A photographer's eye

Here I am cooking an Indian dinner for a few friends. This is such a routine event that that I won't blame you for not being excited. Except, this time it was different because we had a photographer in our midst, and the food quite honestly started to resemble a work of art.


You'll have noticed already that these photos are SO much better than my own, and it's because Philippa was among our diners. She can make a set of plastic fake-creamer thingies look like an award-winning composition, so I'll take no credit for the food looking good here.

Recipes for shrimp and gobi aloo coming up, along with reports of the 5 foods I hate to love thanks to Anna.

I'll leave you with this mouth-watering and hip-expanding snack that Michael fried up (artichokes, cheese and prosciutto).

Obscenely good.

One of the reasons books are taking so long these days

There's been a magazine explosion at our house.

Here's a lovely interior from the new Elle Decor.


I did manage to finish Gilead and Harry Potter number 4. A strange combination, but each compelling and brilliant in its own right.

Now onto some career-rethinking and food related reading.

Beet anniversary

I know I said this blog is about bloomers (mad old school days) and buns (the accompanying tiffin lunches), but I warn you it is now heading straight down the road into multipurpose-online-diary-notebook mess.

Still here? Bored, aren't we?!

It's been hard to miss the 50th anniversary of On The Road, Jack Kerouac's masterpiece that I never read. I'm still stuck in Harry Potter number 4, so beet salad is my tribute to the occasion.

Kanchan came over the other day and we had beets and a fish tagine (made in the fantastic apple green tagine she and her man gifted us). Fish tagine recipe to follow.

The beet salad is so simple; there's clearly no need for a recipe.
Oven roasted beets, goat cheese, oil, vinegar and walnuts (I toast all nuts before chucking them into salads, hence the charred situation above).

Interestingly, Jack Kerouac was one of the acclaimed authors that Knopf rejected.

At least he didn't get sent this beauty:
“Your manuscript is utterly hopeless as a candidate for our list. I never thought the subject worth a damn to begin with and I don’t think it’s worth a damn now. Lay off, MacDuff.”

Bloomers and buns!? Ooh that does sound naughty!

Thanks to knyler.com, my cherished lush-ious friends, for posting a link on their site (which btw is teetering over the Unconstitutional edge and will fall into Illegal any minute now).

People wandering over from there may be confused by the lack of fabulous party news and views on this blog.

I apologise for misleading you with the title - this blog is not as saucy as it sounds.
Mostly musings on my ridiculous (but not in a Knyler sense) school days and food in India, and anything else that strikes my promiscous fancy, like this gigantic blooming hibiscus in our front porch :P

You'll have to get your outrageous stories here.
Thanks for stopping by!