Malvika’s Ramblings

Drapes. White Cream Off-white
Bunched up cloth spreading and opening from the shoulder, over the bodice, loosely till the waist
The sufis of ‘Khwaja ji’ with no zips and buttons, just wraps and tie-ups
Cool, Rubbed Soft, Voluminous, ship-sail like, Arabic flowy cotton yards
An envelope of cool air, away from grime and dust even if you stood on sand dunes
Very clothed but very naked
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Fitting, smart skirts with a shapely butt
Snug jackets with pleats and capped sleeves - funky and street and chic
High waist fitting jeans with a smart flat front
Control, strictness, style
Firm. Eiffel tower straight. Lean and tight

Hows March going to be?
My sweatshirt, sneakers and jeans.

Drapes and skirts are too much work, too much hunting. How about an easier fashion forwarding step? Trapeze dresses and leggings. Umm.. too doll. And done. I imagine it in blinding silk and viscose. Maybe a slouchy, jersey dress. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. Who will go and shop and hunt? Why is shopping so painful with helpful salespeople standing around. With clothes to select and throw over the arm and then the journey to the trial room where more disappointments than flattering surprises await. Nothing like finding the perfect silhouette, colour and style. But its a long hard joyless road. Trip abandoned.

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