Is having a uniform a bad thing?

I am a huge advocate of dressing the same everyday. Sweater, leggins/trousers, and bellies, and I am set. Yes, that is my uniform. Well, at least in winter. But more often than not, I find myself trying to get out of this rut. Trying on the numerous off-the-shoulder blouses and skirts, which I know I will…

Prescription Sunglasses and Glasses from LensKart

I was looking for prescription sunglasses for quite some time. Well, 'some time' would be an understatement. It has been a year! I wanted to buy them desperately, but didn't know where to get them from. Thankfully I did manage to find the shops that made these kind of sunglasses. I am so thankful to…

A Promise

I cry a lot, get fussy about food and don't speak with you at all. I do not understand your efforts, your struggle to keep me close...I know. But... I love it when I wake up in the middle of the night, shouting and crying, and you hold me close, and cradle me back to…

Let’s Talk the Fit

Have you ever felt like the collection you see in the stores is different than the collection you see online. Yes, most of the topwear I order online does look similar to those in the stores, but there is always something a miss. The fit, at times, looks different, or the color is just not…

Target Opalhouse: The Collection I am Crushing Over

I have heard so much about Target in the last year or so that I almost feel bad that it is not present in India. Clothes, Furniture, kitchen items, Toys, Electronics, Beauty products, Food.....you name it, and Target has it. Just yesterday I saw a few bloggers talking about the Target Opal House homeware collection.…

My Favorite Lifestyle Bloggers

Everyone who knows me, knows that I am a sucker for good reads. Be it a book, an article, or a blog, if the writing is good, sign me up. While I get a lot of books and articles to read, the things that lack are blogs. I do know that there are plenty of…

Confess

The days, long and dragging. Sometimes dark, and sometimes harsh. Where am I? Why am I here? The question sits in the dark corner, staring at me. His legs folded, his chin on his knees, hands folded on his knees, and eyes continuously staring at me. Questioning as to what am I doing? I look…