Disclaimer : This is a stupid-just-because-I-am-bored-kind of post..go ahead and read at your own risk.
A Quirky Dresser (I know such a word is not used to describe one self, but hey..thats fine!) Thats me! You can find me wearing the most absurd of clothes, totally not in fashion.
I have only two completely set of salwar-kameez-dupatta in my wardrobe, which I rarely wear. Rest everything is mix and match.
I have 6 salwars (black,white, blue, red, green, brown) colour and I just pick up anything and put on it. I wear formal pant/skirt nad shirts, but thats for meetings or the days I am feeling kind of going to work types. On Fridays, its usually skirts and t shirts, or jeans and t shirts.
Most ladies in my office feel I have a weird sense of dressing. I am so lazy that sometimes I even wear faded clothes to work. And then I get completely different reactions each day I dress. Oh you are looking thin and oh you look fat today. I wear sizes from M to XXL..yes, thats true..the M makes it difficult for me to even breathe, while the XXL is like a tent on me. Sometimes I feel I am a Metamorphmagus.
Well my hair colour doesnt change, nor does my nose colour (oh actually it does change from black, to red to cream, depending on whether I have a cold or not), but my size seems to wax and vane like the moon!
Anyways, RD on the contrary, is a perfectionist in dressing. You know matching pant and shirt, and yaada yaada…from the top of his head to his shoes its all matching and neat and ironed and stuff.
ME? I wouldnt even iron my clothes if it was not for RD giving them to the ironman.
Its a genetic thing you know. My Appa is known to have gone out to meet people with hawai chappals 🙂 Appa is now a professor and often goes out in t shirts and jeans to take classes..he is pretty cool about his dressing sense and doesnt bother much.
At home, you can find me wearing tattered t shirts and torn pyjamas..RD has to go out and buy stuff for me, and replace them, and then threaten me to change..for me comfort is the most important thing..even more than looking fashionable. I pair up the cottonest of kurtas and the baggiest of salwars and then feel comfortable in them.
I decided one day to deck up to work. So I wore a brown salwar, white kurta and one oxidize neckpiece. I dont own any make up so that was out of question, but I wore kajal. RD wasnt around to see me so there was no critical acclamation! and then
At work, no one noticed. I swear, not one person bothered to tell me I look different. I realised the whole decking up to work is a total waste of time, so I just lost interest the next day 😉
Today, I am wearing a pink T shirt and blue jeans to work. RD left late with R and me today. I change my clothes in a hurry and come out….
RD looks at me, and says hey you look like a college student today.
I look at him skeptically and ask ‘Is the t shirt very light?’
No, rey saachimein you are looking nice
I nod my head.
Waise RM, you have gained some weight havent you, says the man married to me for 7.5 years.
Gah! remind me again, why I cant run behind him with a belan???