the things one does in the name of fashion..
It’s cold outside..and I mean COLD..in the upper 30 degree F..a couple of degrees away from freezing..I was calling myself 10 different kind of fool for not carrying an extra sweater when I left home in the morning while huddling into my jacket. And I see this babe wearing short dress and heals..no jacket..no nothing..
I was shaking my head at the stupidity of it all..for about a minute or so..before I remembered me at my cousin’s wedding in December Chandigarh winter..dressed in a brown, green lehnga..decked up to the nines..no sign of any warm sweater or shawl in sight. Even when everyone sat down some time after midnight and the pheras started, the way the dress looked was more important than staying warm. And I would not acknowledge to a soul back then that I was cold. No sir..cold..the word was not even in my dictionary that day.
As I sit in my heated apartment and look outside at the dense fog I shake my head and smile at the memory..the song we used to sing a lot back in the day when looking nice was criteria number one
Sigh..things one does in the name of fashion..
So tell what have you done for the sake of looking good, vanity, fashion, tashan..whichever name you want to call it by..