I honestly hate to judge people and their sense of fashion - I mean, it's like the pot calling the kettle black coz my co-workers can vouch that I basically live in my 'Top BC Companies to Work" mauve jacket. So who am I to talk about others?
BUT, in the last couple of days I have seen so many fashion misfits or anomalies that I really need to get it out of my system by blogging. It is my way of cheating karma - Technically I didn't SAY anything bad, now did I? *lol*
So here goes:
1. New Westminister Skytrain Station, Early morning rush hour, Lady goes to work in tight leopard tight body-hugging and the highest red stilletos I have ever seen in my life. And if you noticed, Halloween is not here yet and it is friggin' cold in the morning! Why?
2. Gym in our building, Lunch hour, Guy is working out in his white long-sleeved dress shirt, dress pants, black dress shoes (with white socks!) and blazer. No jokes - he was on the bike. I think he had his briefcase with him as well. Seemed like he was supposed to go for a meeting but enroute suffered from amnesia and decided to work out instead.
I'll keep this particula blog up-to-date with more sightings...I'll do my best to take pics too. Wish me luck!
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
I thought I was mutating.....
Ok - funny and embarassing story!
In the last couple of days, I have suffered silent internal grief. Everytime I'd cleanse my face and neck with the Clinique Toner (Step 3 BTW!), I'd realise that the cotton I used would turn green. I was petrified. First I thought Vancouver had finally upped India in terms of air pollution (Stupid - I know...). Andthis kept happening every single day. Every night, I'd cleanse after a shower and without fail, GREEN, GREEN, GREEN! I wouldn't turn green after the morning shower though.
I thought, deliberated, tossed and turned....What could it be? I finally came to the most logical and rational conclusion of all - I am turning into Frankenstein or the Incredible Hulk - Indo-Canadian female version of course! And to be honest, I was learning more towards the Incredible Hulk due to his brute strength and intelligence (although everyone who knows me has seen me in my duh! Frankenstein moments). Anyways...I digress...
So for the last week or so...I thought I was mutating. I was close to telling people "Don't get me angry...or else" Give me that report coz I really don't want to hurt you" *laugh* And then, as I walk into work today the sweet receptionist goes "Sonia - I love your GREEN & BLUE scarf!". And I go...WHAT?!? So all this while my skin has been absorbing the pigments of my scarf? Now, that should have put my mind (and dermatologist) to rest but somehow I can't help feeling a little disappointed...
Why is life so unfair? I guess I am not mutating after all :( Now I really have to go get a Halloween costume!
In the last couple of days, I have suffered silent internal grief. Everytime I'd cleanse my face and neck with the Clinique Toner (Step 3 BTW!), I'd realise that the cotton I used would turn green. I was petrified. First I thought Vancouver had finally upped India in terms of air pollution (Stupid - I know...). Andthis kept happening every single day. Every night, I'd cleanse after a shower and without fail, GREEN, GREEN, GREEN! I wouldn't turn green after the morning shower though.
I thought, deliberated, tossed and turned....What could it be? I finally came to the most logical and rational conclusion of all - I am turning into Frankenstein or the Incredible Hulk - Indo-Canadian female version of course! And to be honest, I was learning more towards the Incredible Hulk due to his brute strength and intelligence (although everyone who knows me has seen me in my duh! Frankenstein moments). Anyways...I digress...
So for the last week or so...I thought I was mutating. I was close to telling people "Don't get me angry...or else" Give me that report coz I really don't want to hurt you" *laugh* And then, as I walk into work today the sweet receptionist goes "Sonia - I love your GREEN & BLUE scarf!". And I go...WHAT?!? So all this while my skin has been absorbing the pigments of my scarf? Now, that should have put my mind (and dermatologist) to rest but somehow I can't help feeling a little disappointed...
Why is life so unfair? I guess I am not mutating after all :( Now I really have to go get a Halloween costume!
Monday, October 27, 2008
Ridiculous!
Check this out...I got this email today...
"It's that time of year when pets take to the street in costume looking for trick or treats! Okay, let's be honest, they're seriously looking for treats...Our new gift bags are a great way for your dog to give something special to the neighbourhood canine goblins when they come to your door!We'll personalize the gift bags with your favourite pet photo and customize the caption to suit the photo! Then we ship these unique gift bags to your door, and you fill them with your homemade treats, toys and other tricks-or-treats!"
So now Bentley is going to give out Halloween treaties in personalized gift bags to his buddies? Are you kidding me? Is it not enough that he's going to dress up this Halloween, be allowed to have high-fat content treats, go on a play date with small-sized pups AND attend a Halloween Party just for Yorkies? Do I now have to invest in personalized doggie bags to give-away to his poochie friends & bake treats for them? Welcome to doggie motherhood I guess...*sigh*
FFine.....let me call "Dogs R Us"....I'm such a sucker for petite doggie gimmicks!
"It's that time of year when pets take to the street in costume looking for trick or treats! Okay, let's be honest, they're seriously looking for treats...Our new gift bags are a great way for your dog to give something special to the neighbourhood canine goblins when they come to your door!We'll personalize the gift bags with your favourite pet photo and customize the caption to suit the photo! Then we ship these unique gift bags to your door, and you fill them with your homemade treats, toys and other tricks-or-treats!"
So now Bentley is going to give out Halloween treaties in personalized gift bags to his buddies? Are you kidding me? Is it not enough that he's going to dress up this Halloween, be allowed to have high-fat content treats, go on a play date with small-sized pups AND attend a Halloween Party just for Yorkies? Do I now have to invest in personalized doggie bags to give-away to his poochie friends & bake treats for them? Welcome to doggie motherhood I guess...*sigh*
FFine.....let me call "Dogs R Us"....I'm such a sucker for petite doggie gimmicks!
Monday, October 20, 2008
Post-Wedding Blues
Seems kinds weird to be sitting in my jammies with no make-up on, trying to wrestle my brand new slippers out of Bentley's paws. Don't I have a party to be at to dance the night away? Oh...I forgot, I'm back in rainy Vancouver and the wedding is over! Funny thing is, when the chaos was going on I could not wait for it to be over (I am pretty sure the bride and groom felt the same way). But now that it is all over and done with, and my sister is officially "Mrs Nafrey" with her own set of house keys and all - seems like it was too short of a journey. I met wonderful people, got acquainted with our new family members, and added a bunch of people to my friend on Facebook *whoop whoop y'all*
And it would be wrong to not thank a bunch of people who played a part, in some form or another, to make this entire production of a wedding, oops...I meant "wonderful journey" possible. In no particular order (and sorry if I missed out on anyone!) here goes it:
1. Nafreys - a fun-loving bunch of people - So glad Nisha will be part of their family.
2. Nanwanis - our family....a more serious bunch of people who end up being funny accidentally!
3. Dr. Dilip Shah - to whom Nisha has hurled thousand curses - I don't think he'll ever be able to spawn again! Did his microderm-abrasion treatments really work Nisha? *lol*
4. Suman the house-keeper who had a last-minute suicide in the family *perfectly coincided with when she was needed around!*
5. Ravish - one of the best caterers around!
6. Family from Hyderabad who pulled through with all the Karachi biscuits and goodies...thanks for travelling 12 hours by train to join us for this special occasion! And additional Nafrey family travelling from Ireland, Dubai, US and Canada....
7. DJ Kaavas - one of the best known DJs in Pune for giving us one of the best dance events during the wedding - the Mehandi!
8. Neha Ahuja - the awesome make-up artist who made-up both Nisha and myself - also thanks to her mom for helping me with my sari on the day of the reception *check out my profile pic*
9. Hongkong Hair Salon for all the waxing, bleaching, hair spa, massage, body polish, hair colour.....you ladies rock! Thanks for being patient even though we were short Rs200!
10. The band that played during the wedding...They could actually play "Kabhi Kabhi Aditi"! But unfortunately, we wanted "Papu can't dance sala!".....*lol*
11. The Maliks - for organizing the awesome Singapore Flyer adventure and the Moon Chin dinner afterwards..
12. Aunty Sapna for organizing the Singapore reception at the Singapore Swimming Club!
13. Neta from Banjaaras from Aundh for costume design - you did a fantastic job at maybe not-so-fantastic prices! :(
14. Renu didi who should have been a Formula 1 race car driver instead...the rate at which she drove us to and from Nasik should only be looked upon with awe and admiration....I still wet my pants thinking of that day. Thank you God for Gravol....and seat belts....and air bags....and cows on the street that make you want to slow down a wee bit...
And here is another special tribute to the following individuals as well, who hurled many obstacles our way (!@#$%^&*()!@##!!!):
1. Mr Bangle dude from Shivaji market....Once again, dude will spawn no children at the rate Nisha was abusing his @$$...
2. Jack & Ratna...or best known as Jack & Jill - Imagine the Louis Vuitton of Decor in Pune...American prices for Indian devices.
3. Prem Advani's Decor people...you suck no matter what you decorate - the house or the Meridien....
4. Pradeep, the next door neighbour who brought in the cops during the kick-off prayers to fight over the plumbing/water tank issue....
5. Mrs. Thomas, Romina's tutor who insisted on tuitions every friggin' day all the way in bloody NIBM!
6. Le Meridien, Sunita, and gang - Totally screwed up with the dry day, open bar concept and all that jazz. There was not even one single laptop available in the business centre to use. Jeez! John Eapen actually "pimped" me to ask the business executives staying there if we could borrow one for the presentation!!!
7. Subash - Subash - Subash - I know you have "pain in your heart" from working - but dude, seriously! Who has heard of a driver who doesn't really know how to drive? Who needs street directions? I'll never forget you Subash......
8. The ghazal lady who wanted to charge an arm and a leg (and Nisha's firstborn as well) to sing for half-an hour at the function. She wanted a stage, her private entrance, silence during the performance, and lord knows what else! Celebrities, I tell ya!
9. RameshAdvani and his wedding card graphic designer....need I say more?
10. The Indian Speed Post *ha ha - Speed*
11. Joseph - the rejected decor dude who hurled curses at me when I told him it's not on. I can't imagine how his ex-girlfriends might have felt when they broke up with him coz he doesn't take rejection too well! :P
12. Indian Priest for Jaaniya/Satya Nayaran ceremony...are you a priest or a game show host? Who ever heard of a priest asking the audience pop questions during a prayer? And then buzzing..."Noooo you're wrong!" Seesh....get on wid it dude!
13. The owners of Amazing Grace and relatives of "Aunty Joyce"....may you never lease out your property to innocent renters....think of instead renting it out to horror sets. You'll get a bang for your buck and Aunty Joyce might even have a role! :P
And there you have it....all the happiness and maddness all rolled into one! Laugh, cry or reminisc, but for now, they are memories that will be cherished. One thing is for sure, I would have been a happier person if I had not made the acquaintance of two feline furries, known as Happy Singh (nicknamed Hapu) and Basanti. May I never see you critters @#$%$#%^&*^%...... *lol*
And it would be wrong to not thank a bunch of people who played a part, in some form or another, to make this entire production of a wedding, oops...I meant "wonderful journey" possible. In no particular order (and sorry if I missed out on anyone!) here goes it:
1. Nafreys - a fun-loving bunch of people - So glad Nisha will be part of their family.
2. Nanwanis - our family....a more serious bunch of people who end up being funny accidentally!
3. Dr. Dilip Shah - to whom Nisha has hurled thousand curses - I don't think he'll ever be able to spawn again! Did his microderm-abrasion treatments really work Nisha? *lol*
4. Suman the house-keeper who had a last-minute suicide in the family *perfectly coincided with when she was needed around!*
5. Ravish - one of the best caterers around!
6. Family from Hyderabad who pulled through with all the Karachi biscuits and goodies...thanks for travelling 12 hours by train to join us for this special occasion! And additional Nafrey family travelling from Ireland, Dubai, US and Canada....
7. DJ Kaavas - one of the best known DJs in Pune for giving us one of the best dance events during the wedding - the Mehandi!
8. Neha Ahuja - the awesome make-up artist who made-up both Nisha and myself - also thanks to her mom for helping me with my sari on the day of the reception *check out my profile pic*
9. Hongkong Hair Salon for all the waxing, bleaching, hair spa, massage, body polish, hair colour.....you ladies rock! Thanks for being patient even though we were short Rs200!
10. The band that played during the wedding...They could actually play "Kabhi Kabhi Aditi"! But unfortunately, we wanted "Papu can't dance sala!".....*lol*
11. The Maliks - for organizing the awesome Singapore Flyer adventure and the Moon Chin dinner afterwards..
12. Aunty Sapna for organizing the Singapore reception at the Singapore Swimming Club!
13. Neta from Banjaaras from Aundh for costume design - you did a fantastic job at maybe not-so-fantastic prices! :(
14. Renu didi who should have been a Formula 1 race car driver instead...the rate at which she drove us to and from Nasik should only be looked upon with awe and admiration....I still wet my pants thinking of that day. Thank you God for Gravol....and seat belts....and air bags....and cows on the street that make you want to slow down a wee bit...
And here is another special tribute to the following individuals as well, who hurled many obstacles our way (!@#$%^&*()!@##!!!):
1. Mr Bangle dude from Shivaji market....Once again, dude will spawn no children at the rate Nisha was abusing his @$$...
2. Jack & Ratna...or best known as Jack & Jill - Imagine the Louis Vuitton of Decor in Pune...American prices for Indian devices.
3. Prem Advani's Decor people...you suck no matter what you decorate - the house or the Meridien....
4. Pradeep, the next door neighbour who brought in the cops during the kick-off prayers to fight over the plumbing/water tank issue....
5. Mrs. Thomas, Romina's tutor who insisted on tuitions every friggin' day all the way in bloody NIBM!
6. Le Meridien, Sunita, and gang - Totally screwed up with the dry day, open bar concept and all that jazz. There was not even one single laptop available in the business centre to use. Jeez! John Eapen actually "pimped" me to ask the business executives staying there if we could borrow one for the presentation!!!
7. Subash - Subash - Subash - I know you have "pain in your heart" from working - but dude, seriously! Who has heard of a driver who doesn't really know how to drive? Who needs street directions? I'll never forget you Subash......
8. The ghazal lady who wanted to charge an arm and a leg (and Nisha's firstborn as well) to sing for half-an hour at the function. She wanted a stage, her private entrance, silence during the performance, and lord knows what else! Celebrities, I tell ya!
9. RameshAdvani and his wedding card graphic designer....need I say more?
10. The Indian Speed Post *ha ha - Speed*
11. Joseph - the rejected decor dude who hurled curses at me when I told him it's not on. I can't imagine how his ex-girlfriends might have felt when they broke up with him coz he doesn't take rejection too well! :P
12. Indian Priest for Jaaniya/Satya Nayaran ceremony...are you a priest or a game show host? Who ever heard of a priest asking the audience pop questions during a prayer? And then buzzing..."Noooo you're wrong!" Seesh....get on wid it dude!
13. The owners of Amazing Grace and relatives of "Aunty Joyce"....may you never lease out your property to innocent renters....think of instead renting it out to horror sets. You'll get a bang for your buck and Aunty Joyce might even have a role! :P
And there you have it....all the happiness and maddness all rolled into one! Laugh, cry or reminisc, but for now, they are memories that will be cherished. One thing is for sure, I would have been a happier person if I had not made the acquaintance of two feline furries, known as Happy Singh (nicknamed Hapu) and Basanti. May I never see you critters @#$%$#%^&*^%...... *lol*
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
So far I have learnt.....
1. Last night I managed to take a full-body bath with just a mug of water. Don’t ask me how and why – it happened and I’m part amazed. The second part of me never wants to live through that experience again and would drop a hundred bucks for a hot shower!
2. Because I realized that no matter what the happy occasion is, 7 tequilas are SEVEN tequilas and they will slap you in the face when you wake up in the morning!
3. No matter how much you iron your hair in India – the humidity will make sure that I look like a troll – so why bother?
4. I should not have designed and fitted my clothes when I got to India, fattened up with all the food, and expected that I’d easily fit into a sexy low back halter top! I had to breathe and laugh in short bursts last night!
5. Do you know what true happiness sounds like? Clean, running water.
6. Although India may be divided by race and the caste system, there is another thing that divides us Indians - those with water, those with electricity, those with both and then, those with neither *sigh* Unfortunately, unlike the racial and caste system, these distinguishing lines are not etched in stone and you can easily move from one category to the next. Can you really blame those with "neither" for the cardinal sin of envy/jealousy?
7. You know you're all grown up and ready to set foot into the world of Indian adulthood when you successfully negotiate your first bribe. In India, bribes are a way of life. And completely optional. You can choose to stand your moral high ground and not pay it (and instead pay hundreds of US dollars in excess luggage) or you can slip the guy behind the counter a bunch of chump change discreetly in your passport *wink wink* and get your bags onboard. Hey - I had hundreds of dollars worth of shopping I cannot possibly part with!
8. Anything is possible in India - from cows trying to run you over on foot, to pious priests convincing you to bathe in a stinky river that will absolve you of all your karmic sins (& give you some skin diseases in return - sorry, I opt for karmic sins with a side of fries please!), to the rickshaw guy thinking he is part of a Jackie Chan movie and driving like a manic escaping the mafia, to the Speed Post which thinks it delivers mail to the rest of the world (you knew I had to get a Speed Post comment in there!).
9. Weddings in India are spectacular to look at and attend, but the amount of work and preparation that goes into them can drive any bride balistic. I know that when I saw my sister in her pre-wedding outfit, all dolled up (etc, etc) get on the phone with the renegade bangle dude, hurling curses to him (and all his future generations and past ancestors!), demanding explanations and screaming - I wouldn't even recommend my enemies to tie the knot in India. Otherwise, the only knot they'd want to tie is to hang themselves from the ceiling fan somewhere because the caterer or decor guy decided to pull a no-show :P
10. Wedding de-briefs....ahhh....gotta love them! Post any wedding function, the family always spends at least 2 hours debriefing on who wore what, who said what and who did what. They enthusiastically need to compare notes lest they forget some juicy tid bit of gossip. I personally think that everyone needs a personal cam to record their own experiences and append these to the wedding video itself. And to make some chump change off the entire experience - you'd might as well throw in some paid advertising/commercial breaks and I'm sure all the wedding guests will be dying to have their own copy!
2. Because I realized that no matter what the happy occasion is, 7 tequilas are SEVEN tequilas and they will slap you in the face when you wake up in the morning!
3. No matter how much you iron your hair in India – the humidity will make sure that I look like a troll – so why bother?
4. I should not have designed and fitted my clothes when I got to India, fattened up with all the food, and expected that I’d easily fit into a sexy low back halter top! I had to breathe and laugh in short bursts last night!
5. Do you know what true happiness sounds like? Clean, running water.
6. Although India may be divided by race and the caste system, there is another thing that divides us Indians - those with water, those with electricity, those with both and then, those with neither *sigh* Unfortunately, unlike the racial and caste system, these distinguishing lines are not etched in stone and you can easily move from one category to the next. Can you really blame those with "neither" for the cardinal sin of envy/jealousy?
7. You know you're all grown up and ready to set foot into the world of Indian adulthood when you successfully negotiate your first bribe. In India, bribes are a way of life. And completely optional. You can choose to stand your moral high ground and not pay it (and instead pay hundreds of US dollars in excess luggage) or you can slip the guy behind the counter a bunch of chump change discreetly in your passport *wink wink* and get your bags onboard. Hey - I had hundreds of dollars worth of shopping I cannot possibly part with!
8. Anything is possible in India - from cows trying to run you over on foot, to pious priests convincing you to bathe in a stinky river that will absolve you of all your karmic sins (& give you some skin diseases in return - sorry, I opt for karmic sins with a side of fries please!), to the rickshaw guy thinking he is part of a Jackie Chan movie and driving like a manic escaping the mafia, to the Speed Post which thinks it delivers mail to the rest of the world (you knew I had to get a Speed Post comment in there!).
9. Weddings in India are spectacular to look at and attend, but the amount of work and preparation that goes into them can drive any bride balistic. I know that when I saw my sister in her pre-wedding outfit, all dolled up (etc, etc) get on the phone with the renegade bangle dude, hurling curses to him (and all his future generations and past ancestors!), demanding explanations and screaming - I wouldn't even recommend my enemies to tie the knot in India. Otherwise, the only knot they'd want to tie is to hang themselves from the ceiling fan somewhere because the caterer or decor guy decided to pull a no-show :P
10. Wedding de-briefs....ahhh....gotta love them! Post any wedding function, the family always spends at least 2 hours debriefing on who wore what, who said what and who did what. They enthusiastically need to compare notes lest they forget some juicy tid bit of gossip. I personally think that everyone needs a personal cam to record their own experiences and append these to the wedding video itself. And to make some chump change off the entire experience - you'd might as well throw in some paid advertising/commercial breaks and I'm sure all the wedding guests will be dying to have their own copy!
The Wedding Hour Approaches.....
Today is the day the much-awaited event occurs – the wedding! I know I’ve been delinquent with my blog entries, but whattodo? Whattodo? At the pace things have been coming together (and falling apart – only in India I say!) it’s hard to keep the sanity in any situation!
For instance, at last night’s kick-off function, we were told that Oct 8th was declared a “dry day” in India because it was the Mahatma Gandhi week. What does “dry day” mean – you ask? Well, it means that no alcohol is to be served or sold ANYWHERE. Implications? You invite brown people to a brown function and say that no alcohol will be served – let’s just say that it’s not good.
To top it off, some key people pull a no-show in the last second (even after a double and triple confirmation!). For the function yesterday (a henna party) we were supposed to have a bangle lady show up and distribute bangles to all the ladies in the crowd. She doesn’t show up (due to some confusion and death in her family) and my sister (the bride) warns here that there will soon be another death in the family! *lol* I think my sister is somewhere in Shivaji market right now beating down the store owners – ahhhh bridezillas!
It starts raining (and the monsoon season is supposed to be over!) and rain seeps through the roof of the house leading to a possible flooding issue (4 hours before the event). And despite all the water in the dining area, there is no water in the taps to take a shower with.
Electricity decides to pull a no show as well.
We show up at the event and realize there is no laptop for the power point presentation that we’ve prepared for Nisha and Yeyati – and the entire five start establishment Le Meridien doesn’t have a single laptop to loan us. We trudge back home to pick a laptop up to realized that we didn’t bring the house keys. Come back to the party, pick up the keys and go back home. This too in heavy, chaotic traffic! Thankfully they loved the presentation! *Kudos to Saachi (Yeyati’s brother), John (Yeyati’s bestfriend) and Uncle Mohan for pulling this off!
It’s amazing how I’m still sane to report on these…my sister believes that the wedding is jinxed *lol* This morning, to prepare my sister for the wedding we will smear her with tumeric powder that has been pre-applied by her groom Yeyati. A cousin of Yeyati’s commented on feminist lines on how unfair it was to re-use the groom’s powder for the bride, isn’t it demeaning, etc? My response – “Dude….if it makes the wedding go any faster, I’d put the damned tumeric all over myself and use it in my kitchen for cooking as well!!! Let’s get this show on the road people!”.
Hopefully I’ll be able to report on tonight’s events tomorrow morning – till then, pray for no rain (coz the wedding dinner is on the terrace with no tents!). *Sonia types this as she gazes outside her window and sees the fast approaching dark clouds, pregnant with moisture, just waiting patiently for the auspicious wedding hour to approach*
For instance, at last night’s kick-off function, we were told that Oct 8th was declared a “dry day” in India because it was the Mahatma Gandhi week. What does “dry day” mean – you ask? Well, it means that no alcohol is to be served or sold ANYWHERE. Implications? You invite brown people to a brown function and say that no alcohol will be served – let’s just say that it’s not good.
To top it off, some key people pull a no-show in the last second (even after a double and triple confirmation!). For the function yesterday (a henna party) we were supposed to have a bangle lady show up and distribute bangles to all the ladies in the crowd. She doesn’t show up (due to some confusion and death in her family) and my sister (the bride) warns here that there will soon be another death in the family! *lol* I think my sister is somewhere in Shivaji market right now beating down the store owners – ahhhh bridezillas!
It starts raining (and the monsoon season is supposed to be over!) and rain seeps through the roof of the house leading to a possible flooding issue (4 hours before the event). And despite all the water in the dining area, there is no water in the taps to take a shower with.
Electricity decides to pull a no show as well.
We show up at the event and realize there is no laptop for the power point presentation that we’ve prepared for Nisha and Yeyati – and the entire five start establishment Le Meridien doesn’t have a single laptop to loan us. We trudge back home to pick a laptop up to realized that we didn’t bring the house keys. Come back to the party, pick up the keys and go back home. This too in heavy, chaotic traffic! Thankfully they loved the presentation! *Kudos to Saachi (Yeyati’s brother), John (Yeyati’s bestfriend) and Uncle Mohan for pulling this off!
It’s amazing how I’m still sane to report on these…my sister believes that the wedding is jinxed *lol* This morning, to prepare my sister for the wedding we will smear her with tumeric powder that has been pre-applied by her groom Yeyati. A cousin of Yeyati’s commented on feminist lines on how unfair it was to re-use the groom’s powder for the bride, isn’t it demeaning, etc? My response – “Dude….if it makes the wedding go any faster, I’d put the damned tumeric all over myself and use it in my kitchen for cooking as well!!! Let’s get this show on the road people!”.
Hopefully I’ll be able to report on tonight’s events tomorrow morning – till then, pray for no rain (coz the wedding dinner is on the terrace with no tents!). *Sonia types this as she gazes outside her window and sees the fast approaching dark clouds, pregnant with moisture, just waiting patiently for the auspicious wedding hour to approach*
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