I Bought A Jute Bag that Isn’t Trending Anymore – Should it Matter?

Jute bagI think I experienced a fashion epiphany the other day when I bought my first jute bag from Zara during its annual winter sale.

It was the last one of its kind when I spotted it on a shelf amongst a slew of multi colored handbags. I wonder why no one else had taken it?

That question aside, here’s a little confession: I have wanted a round jute bag ever since it made its way to my Instagram explore page in 2017 – when the trend of such bags had just started.

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Thoughts on Autumn

Thoughts on Autumn
A vase of wilted flowers by my bedside.

There’s a vase of wilted flowers by my bedside that I refuse to throw away. Outside my window, there’s a tree the colour of the setting sun; its leaves are hanging so loose like they’re about to fall. After a minute or so, a light breeze sweeps one of those leaves right past me. It takes a mid air twirl before gently falling to the ground.

A butterfly is fluttering around the potted plants; there’s a jingle in its flight, but its wings are mellow.

Autumn is at its prime; I say it out loud.

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My Eternal Source of Inspiration

What style means to me.. 

When I was 4, I remember my mother wearing a black wrap, full length jumpsuit for an award function. When I was 9, I remember her suiting up in a white shirt for a work meeting. At 13, when she changed careers and started selling art, I remember her putting on a flowery embroidered kimono, while sipping wine during an art opening. When I turned 18, she wore a black dress for my birthday dinner and sometime during this year, she held up some red velvet fabric and excitedly said, ‘I’m going to make this into a sari!’

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What 2017 Taught Me About Life

What 2017 taught me about life Another year gone, and although each year end marks the passage of time; for me it is marked as a box of lessons I’ve learned, labelled and sealed, pushed under my bed, for the years yet to come.

If I had to look back at 2017 and how it played out, I can easily say it was one of my tougher years.

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Why We Retreat Into The Mountains

Brooding

I’m back in the mountains.

It’s the place I come to when I’m at a crossroad; it’s also the place where I realized I wanted to be a writer.

Of course, my mom had predicted this a long time ago, but it was only when I was up here, did I truly accept it.

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