I Survived a Fest!

Barely a week to put up an entire photography exhibition from scratch in front of a crowd of 17000 (that’s right..Crazy ain’t it?), me and 16 other girls (plus their friends who got no credit for the amount of hardwork they put in) banded together with grudges and inhibitions to gather photo submissions from people who weren’t keen on coming to our annual college festival , and seeking numerous  permissions for various little changes from teachers and staff who didn’t really care! We managed to get it done, and here are a few pictures of what the results were like:

So that was that…And amidst the other drama we had regarding a certain company that kept on badgering us with their weird demands, I managed to get backstage for the Choreo Competition. Here are a few shots from our college team’s performance, see if you can follow the steps!

A Time To Revamp Fashion Features

People generally relegate fashion bloggers to “airheads”, claiming that all they do is “commoditize” fashion victims. They fail to see that they have an important role in society as  they observe and criticize trends.Many readers choose to comply with a popular look for the sake of being socially accepted, and this draws our attention to how different trends represent people collectively, depending on where they are and what they choose to value.

Looking at the different epochs of fashion, nothing could be more intriguing than the ‘flapper girl’ phenomenon of the late 1920′s.

During the Great Economic Depression, women were expected to keep up with the norms of wearing stockings outside the home. Due to the dire conditions, most began to wear sheer varieties that were poorer in quality. Many simply took charcoal and drew vertical lines at the back of their calves up till their knees! The Flapper Girl costumes, which were a rage, were simple satin tunics with tasseled lace, buttons and stone-sequined work. Women tended to make tassels out of their ragged clothes. The hairstyles looked greasier. Tight curls stuck to the head, most probably the result of downgraded lifestyles which didn’t allow many to bathe and perfume themselves as they did before. As the unit of female labour in factories soared , the craze was to look more masculine ; a statement of economic independence. This went hand in hand with the ‘red lipstick madness’ during the 1940’s , symbolizing adult sexuality and womanhood.

Soon the economic boom of the late 50’s  splashed onto Hollywood and other movie capitals around the world. The skinny Flapper Girl was now told to blossom and increase in dimension. Full-figured actresses paved the way for bigger hair, tighter skirts, brighter lipsticks and vibrant pumps, something we happen to idolize in fashion magazines today.Everything had to be bigger, recreated if lacking, heightened and overtly sensual.

The 1980′s called for an androgynous look for men and women. It was about defying every norm there was in fashion and film. Were the outcomes terrible? Sometimes they were, but they were iconic. People were now financially comfortable and were caught up in the excitement of technological advancement (traces of which could  be seen in the wave of “sci-fi” films an robotic dance moves) .

While brands became a way of life, the 90’s was about the destruction of the superficial self. Baggy t-shirts, blue or black lipstick, formless hair and ripped jeans filled up our screens that were most likely tuned to MTV. It was concerned with appearing to not care about how you looked.

Posts on fashion allow people to  choose what style to mimic, and to observe changes in fads, believing that they unveil certain characteristics of people in particular socio-economical situations across the world. In the long run, people need to let their hair down, and stop worrying about “what’s in or out’’, because things will come around full circle, eventually.

Review of the Jaipur Lit Fest

So last (or was it last, last ) week I went to the Jaipur literature Festival and yes, attended the Oprah shebang on day…erm 2.  Here’s a little snippet of her entering stage, and an intro by Barkha Dutt (yuck)

It ain’t too clear, but this is just proof and a little show n’ tell for you all…And my folks….And friends…And teachers who want to trivialize my Lit Fest visit (“Arey, Oprah was there na-thaaaat’s why you went!”).

While the above was going on, this was happening on the side:

These feisty women wanted to see Oprah goddamnit!

Nonetheless, I got to have a little chat with Shekhar Kapur (my Sister’s ultimate idol for making Mr.India) about possible escape routes from the ‘front lawn’. He got to sneak through special hidden passages, while I was made to stop and turn around at every door because I wasn’t ‘Special Tag’-ed enough. And anyway, I trotted off to catch a really remarkable book reading -without the author actually reading from the book!

Simon Sebag Montefiore.
A little Intro :

I HAVE TO HAVE TO GET THIS BOOK!

Now if you wanted to really be part of the JLT haute couture, this look would seal the deal
Inside a small part of the Diggi palace courtyard. The palace is now a small hotel
A very very good Brad Pitt look a like....Seeing Oprah from afar

 

And finally have some chaaah

The Suraj Kund Mela 2012. My First Mela Experience!

Entering the Gateway of The Suraj Kund Mela 2012, Faridabad, Delhi

They had fascinating crafts and clothing from every state around the country
When you walk in, you get the feeling of being in some village that has been stuck in time. Don't let the arid look fool you, because the mela was huge and endless. There were umpteen stalls that took over acres and acres (literally) of this land.
This year's theme is 'Assam' an eastern state famous for its 'Bihu'. They have a really long Assam stall-cafe serving you decent sized thalis and other snacks which I had never even heard of
States as far as Tamil Nadu had stalls show casing their famous fabrics. I was surprised to see better quality prints and cottons here than what I found when I was actually down South! And the prices are not ridiculous, considering the kind of material they had
It's good to go to a place where you can still catch people working behind the scenes. This is a man from one of the Assam stalls putting together flower ornaments
At the Lucknow stall a very personable 'Nawab' looking guy sat in the throws of running Chanderi Cotton. It was quite obvious that the stall owners/workers were accustomed to people with cameras
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It was a beautiful day , with the sun out and the colourful umbrellas, lanterns and carpets from Gujarat and Rajasthan. What was better about the Suraj Kund Mela was the fact that there was an abundance of space, which allowed grand displays of crafts. You won't ever find such sights in any other crafts market
What I loved, was the sudden burst of 'Mela-ness' you got to see. While bending down to inspect the pottery, I was suddenly mesmerized by the old fashion ferris wheel up in the sky
I have never seen woolly shoes with woolly laces before! From the Himachal Pradesh Stall
Well they had put up a make-shift temple for the Mela.......
...With make-shift priests too?...Hmm.

Just in case you aren’t familiar with the term ‘Mela’  it means ‘gathering’ or ‘to meet’ or a fair.

The overall experience of the Suraj Kund Mela was an outstanding one. Set up in the folds of the Delhi-Gurgaon-FaridabadIt took me back to a time where people from nearby villages would collect for such an event. Stalls were put up showcasing such talents from every nook and corner of the nation. It really makes you feel proud…And you will definitely enter gaining the happiness of a child!

[Remember to click on the images to get a larger experience]

A ‘Howdy’ From Hindu College, New Delhi

‘Mecca’ The Hindu College Annual Fest

We read that it was the ‘Baap of all fests’ every where on every poster, but ended up spotting real interesting Baapus on the campus.

I presumed he was a gardener..But then again he could have been any other bloke chilling with the flowers and bushes.
There were quite a few of these extremely Hindu looking men, adding to the aura of 'Hindutva'
And if you stared at them long enough, they turned out to be quite creepy. Like Hannibal Lecture creepy. Mum said they're always high on drugs. I think I might have nightmares tonight.
The surroundings were spaced out and quite quaint
In some corner or the other, people did recreational activities, like balancing off each other with stern faces

What I loved about my visit to Hindu College, was the fact that I got to hang out a typical North Campus area with (boys) good maggi, street stalls, the sight of people everywhere practicing something or the other, loads of colleges all around, and the fact that it made me miss my own college even more. I walked out of Hindu almost whacking myself for taking things granted about the place I study in; its grounds, crowd and general homeliness to it, really bedazzles anyone who waltzes in.