POLKA DOTTED.

In 2012 when I was in second year of college, my whole wardrobe was full of polka dots. The girls in my PG accommodation would crinkle their noses every time they saw me wearing another outfits with a million dots on it. Everyone had had enough of my polka dot obsession but me. With time, however, it did fade. I got more into other ridiculous trends of the time and left the dots behind.

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Colours 2018.

2018 started with a bang of trends on the runway. Maybe I am old enough to realise or this year is special, but trends have been literally blasted from a canon. From feathers to florals, from belt bags (fancy name for fanny packs you guys!) to dramatic shoulders, everything you’re wearing right now might fit in one of  2018’s trends (or subtrends, lel).

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How To: Plaid Bottoms

While summers have us experiment with skirts, shorts, cropped pants and what not, in winters we tend to fall back on some good ol’ jeans. And that, my friend, makes it boring.
I personally love keeping it even more fun in winters as the gloomy mornings are already dull of tackle with. I love playing with colours, patterns, textures and fabrics . Plaid definitely has to be one of the top ones when it comes to winter fabrics. It’s made out of wool so definitely warm and the chequered pattern makes it all the more interesting.

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From A High Heel Hater To A Lover, Here I Am

If you have always enjoyed wearing heels, and choose to wear the pointed beauties over a pair of sneakers, I salute you. I literally bow down to thee.  I have been the sneakers over heels girl for the most of my life and I vividly remember walking home barefoot after my school’s farewell party where I first had a real encounter with a pair of heels. Not just trying my cousin’s heels and taking two steps feeling all fancy and feminine, but a real encounter. It was two inch heel, yes TWO inch and I couldn’t bear them.

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Me And My Tights.

Honestly, tights never made sense to me. Growing up, I only saw two kinds of tights in popular media. First, the nude ones that were worn by the nuns in my school or ladies at formal gatherings. Others were the fishnets and the ripped black ones that were worn by the jazzy dancers and girls on television that we were not supposed to watch. So I ended up wearing none of them.
Then this year we saw the colorful opaque tights from ’60s rise again from their ashes. I was confused if I finally wanted to try on tights or it was going to turn into another big mistake. Thanks to being super skinny, I try to maintain a distance from bottoms that are going to cling to my nonexistent curves. My mom feels, they make me look skinnier and I have to agree. So obviously, I took my time to think about this.
But always trying to break out of my shell I decided to go for it and get not one but three, yes THREE pairs of tights. The red, the white and the pink.

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