Stop and Smell the Rose- II

Hello everyone!

How are you all doing? We are all cruising along this one hell of a ride called life and just when you think you are surfing it like a pro..BAMMM!! It plunges you deep down! That is the beauty of it…. its full of unimaginable surprises. With its unmatched scope for catching you off guard in all its brilliance, Life feels like a canvas which can be drenched in the colors of strength and hope!!There are moments of unfathomable despair followed by instants of undiminished faith and in between all of this, tugging at that little corner of your heart is the essence of dream and instinct.

If I had to pick up one living quality which makes us divine, over and above everything, it’ll be instinct. The knack to feel something in all its surreality, to connect with your creator for a seraphic moment of decision and precision towers above everything else. Too long, we have relied on our instincts to create and savor happiness and yet we find it challenging now to allow ourselves this beautiful, fleeting feeling. We have ceased to be instinctive!

So when I decided to write this post and the one before this, I allowed my instincts to take over. I told myself that every once in a while, I need to Stop and Smell the Rose. With life, with relationships, with my choices and as with my style. The choice of picking up Maxi dresses as a blog post came to me instinctively in the sense of luxury this piece of clothing offers me with its draping and styling. It gives me the freedom to embrace my body beneath the very restriction it caters to. The freedom of being is instinctive, fantastic and far more precious than anything else. And how unreal it seems that a piece of clothing can allow you a feeling, a sensation which holds so much human value in it!

Without further ado, I give you the sense of completion of my instinctual style trip which the beloved Maxi Dresses. This half of the trip is centered in the beauty of the night, which to put in simply is …”How to Maxi dress up for an evening out!” Lol.

Cheers to spirit of being instinctive and following it!!

until next time,

love & peace






Stop and Smell the Rose.

Hello my beautiful readers!

Hope you are in the best of health and spirit! You know, how I always like to begin my posts with a bit of a soul talk, because that sorta makes me feel grounded and connected with you all. It is ,as if I am having a one on one conversation with each one of you! So I guess we are in a happy space that ways!

And now onto more specific things- such as the weather and its equivalent of dressing up? The desolate summer heat has given way to the vivacious monsoons in India. I am honestly amazed and humbled, to have been living in one of the most dynamic corners of the world The climatic sweep that this beautiful country experiences is truly unique. Just when you think, there is no end to the sultry Indian summer,Lo- the abundant monsoons come knocking at your doors!

So, along with the fables of fresh air and wanderings of the nurturing waters, the monsoons also bring humidity and the inherent mugginess. To put an end to the monsoon misery, I have the ultimate liberator..

(drum rolls please!!!!)


Maxi dresses are your best friends, saviors, humble blessings and man-Fridays, in the monsoons! Trust me when I say, they are versatile, efficient, jaunty and interesting. They can be dressed up or down, depending upon your mood and the occasion! Hence, to celebrate the productivity and of course the loyalty (cuz maxi dresses look good on everyone) of this humble piece of clothing(  cuz they don’t even speak up, when they are being misused as a night gown) I am dedicating this post, as well as the next one to these beauties!!! Also, this post is basically dealing with the whole ‘daytime Maxi dress styling’.




So, my lovely readers, I know you’ll be fighting the weather, the society and your inner demons, but that does not mean you don’t live it up! Once in a while, take time to Stop and Smell the Rose!

until next time,

love and live BIG!


A Mid Summer Night’s Dream- II

HOLAA my precious readers!

Hope you are all living it up in style and spirit!!

My last post was all about childhood memories and nostalgia and of course, the feelings are so varied and wide that one post does not do justice to the gamut of emotions that swirl around me whenever I choose to reflect upon them.

I would naturally want to explain the connection between these memories and dressing up to thematize these posts. So, I’ve always experienced some strong emotional connect with my surroundings and my memory when I dress up a certain way. It could just be a rush of emotions that cling on to you every time you put on a certain perfume or a pair of shoes. I believe that experiencing emotions is a karmatic process which could be triggered by anything or anyone you feel closely connected to, and hence for me the idea of clothes and the way I style them creates associations and sentiments.

My childhood is my happy place( and i am sure for you as well), its my treasure trove of uninhabited happiness. It seeks out to me as much I seek out to it!

This post, like the one before this, is a reflection of my sentiments associated with my childhood dreams. They live in me creating hope, love and magic whenever I reach out to them!!

Take a back seat and enjoy the memory of your own glorious years through my eyes!

Happy reading.

love xx










A Mid Summer Night’s Dream- I

Hello my beautiful readers!

How wonderful it is to be alive and savoring the joy of love, compassion and hope, all around. Not everyday is beautiful, but one must find beauty in the little moments everyday. It nourishes the soul!

To some people food gives joy, to others maybe music does. For me the idea that I can transform my mood, my personality, my aura with just dressing up accordingly, gives me the paramount bliss. This particular post is about the nostalgia of childhood fantasies and the joys of untamed imagination. As a kid, you are devoid of any prejudices, its the time of innocence,  frolic and celebrations. There is something utterly delightful and special about the dreams you weave in your childhood which have the capacity to warm your hearts every time you think about them.

This post is about the colors of creativity and the fascination of  fancy! Put together through two posts, I take you back to my way of seeing my childhood dreams!

Bring out your coloring pens and lets charm the world!

Stay with me, until the next time

Magic, Happiness & Love to one and all…