Fashion Week, New Delhi

I happened to be in Delhi last week and a friend who is in the fashion industry was very kind to invite me to watch one of the shows over there. To be precise, it was Tarun Tahiliani's show. Going by the IST (Indian Stretchable Time), the show of course started late. My knowledge of fashion is limited to what i have seen on FTV, which is anorexic models wearing strange unwearable clothes.

The experience turned out to be a very different one, the clothes were definitely wearable, I for sure can not afford them, not with the label at least. Though the heady mix of many litres of perfume poured over themselves by the people around and the loud music did end up giving me a headache by the end of it. To add to that was the usual air kissing amongst the page 3 people & the other wannabes. The media as always had gone berserk clicking pictures and I think there were a million still cameras and an equal no. of journos with microphones in their hands.

All in all my first brush with the fashion industry was an interesting one, quite an eye opener to a pseudo world.