I have recently come to a realisation that creating images is also something I feel really passionate about. Every time I come across a new concept, location, well anything, all I want to do create some pictures. And for good or for bad, I am not even concerned to include fashion in it anymore. I love images that can talk for themselves, recite a little story. So since this blog is what I live for and things I love, I have decided to do some photo stories from time to time. Just for your eyes (and of course, mine!).
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Colour is Summer’s favourite child. While winters witness a lot of greys, and believe me, happy greys; summers welcome the yellows and the oranges. Yes, the fruits too. I personally like wearing colour all year round. And I am sure there are many of you who do the same. So, unless you absolutely hate colour (is that even possible? You little child of Satan!), you might like this story.
So, let me get this straight. I hate colour-blocking. Never tried it, never will. The reason only has to be my choice of aesthetics. So today we are talking about my kind of usage of colour; POP. Somewhere between monotones and a single colour pop, I found my calling. Here you pick up colours from the same family and put them together. But there are neutral blocks in the outfit that prevent your outfit from becoming a monotone look (Which btw, I absolutely also love!).
Only Lost To Be Found
Clearly this is no styling story or another one of my trend trails. I remember Karanvir and I had already shot 7, yes seven, looks and we still decided to this with my roommate’s projector that was lying around.
I am not going to shoot any big words and philosophies at you but all I’m going to say is sometimes (actually, most!), that we feel lost in life, the feeling may not a wonderful or nice but it leads us somewhere. Being lost leads us somewhere. So most you can do is, enjoy that moment, Enjoy being lost. Because, you’re lost only to be found.
Ghunghat
The city of Jaipur has always had a special place in my heart. For some reason the colours, the architecture and the people have always attracted me. As a kid, on a family trip we once decided to visit Jaipur and the plan was called off last minute, it broke my heart. Since then, all I wanted to do was to visit the city. Just last year, thanks to a college trip, I got to witness the city in all its glory and that sure is not going to be my last visit.
Catching The Last Metro
How often do you find yourself people who believe in you and support you in all ways they can? Not very often, right? So when I met this fool, Karanvir Singh Bajwa or, as you guys might know him, Einsjordan, a year ago I had no idea we would come this far. So I wanted to dedicate this one story just for this sweet little child I have in my life.
Daydreaming
Back in school, in the senior secondary, in English we had a chapter called Going Places. The story revolved around a girl, Sophie, who loved day dreaming and sometimes went a little too far. Her dreams started to look like realities to her and she was lost.
The Great Escapade
I think it was about a month or two ago, Faizan posted on Facebook if someone had any ideas for a shoot they wanted to do. Without taking a single minute, I dropped in his inbox, an idea I had hovering over my head for a long, long time. Faizan was right in!
