For those who can't find the words

and need the help of a Venn Diagram.

For those who are unable to see what's right in front of them

Get your eyes checked.

For those looking ahead

Looking for love, but with conditions, all the best!

For the uninformed

A little help from the sexpert in Mumbai Mirror :P

For the confused

you're not the only one.

For the recently dumped

You are probably going through your Never say forever phase.

Here's some help from Elle Magazine.

Or better still, make your own Facebook and become a Billionaire without giving 'your Erica Albright' the credit since she also got famous by default. Oops!

Happy Valentine's Week

Since we're a week away from Valentine's Day, and I'm a hardcore romantic, here's a little something for every kind of You...

just because.

Happy Reading!

Happy Realisation

It's a sad joke that we cracked when we were kids, but when anyone wished us 'Happy New Year' after the 10th of January, the normal response to that was Happy Realisation.

Quite sad.

My Zebra feet

Anyway, here's a list of some of the other realisations of the last decade.

• I am really good at Camouflage. 
• If I think I have jaundice, it's most probably because I just ate cheese flavoured banana chips that have automatically given me a yellow manicure.
• Planning for a wedding is tougher than learning Chinese.
• I will never speak good Hindi.
• I will never stop laughing at other people's bad Hindi. (Aku talking to a Mehendi lady on the phone for her bridal mehendi: Mujhe full legs nahi chahiye, sirf feet karna hai).
• I will never be able to call a Macaroon a Macaroon without first calling it Macroom biscuit in my head, thanks to my grandmother.
• Richie Rich is boring and He-Man is the coolest.
• You can survive without Facebook just as you did before it existed.
• Green tea does not make you lose weight.
• The Home Alone tune is called the Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy by Tchaikovsky. I know every piece of classical music because of movies, ads or Tom & Jerry.
• Tibbs Frankie at Shivaji Park kicks all other Tibb's Frankie's bums.
• Yellow Ochre is not really yellow.
• Movies will always end the same way. How much ever I want Marley to stay alive, he still is going to die at the end of Marley and Me everytime I watch it. Just like how Julia Roberts will never marry her best friend.
• I am seriously lazy if I type K for Ok.
• Contact is the coolest movie of the 90's.
• Great marketing and great bullshitting skills can surely take you a long way. I have a lot to learn. I am saying this because I went for the Anish Kapoor show and it sucked bigtime.
• And Michael Buble's real name is unfortunately not Michael Bubble. How disappointing!

Have a good weekend!

Happy 2011

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Being a designer, when people talk about resolutions, the first thing that comes to my mind is 72, 150 or 300 dpi?

Every new year I think about what my resolution for the year will be.

And then I don't make one since its more than likely that I'll forget about it in a day or two.

In my teens I thought of getting a meaningful tattoo but then had nothing to say that would mean something to me years later. Luckily. Then I went into the whole let's try every Adventure Sport phase and tried none.

This year however I'm making up for all those years and making a whole list of them.

Today, the 1st of January for many seems like a new beginning and the New Year celebrations continue.

For me, it's all about Saturday Night Fever. No, not the movie. I just have fever on a Saturday Night.

Did I party too hard last night? Umm.. No.

I had decided not to attend any party where I feel coughed up from the room.

Or drink till I get pickled since unfortunately for me noone would be watching me lovingly with My Cherie Amour playing in the background.

Or be in a 5 foot radius of anyone about to throw up.

I attended a nice new year party which was pretty sober/ normal (besides the part where I was fencing with a bunch of balloons on a stick) and now after having recovered from it, I have decided to jot down some plans for 2011.

• Draw more cause I know I can do better.
• Learn to cook and try not being afraid of fire or knives for a change.
• Or draw and cook.
• Find love like this.
• Start cycling.
• Get a Sheila ki Jawaani body before Aku's wedding (since I feel like I'm starting to look like the food I've been over-eating. My mother has started calling me plumcake).
• Write more letters. Collect more stamps for my stampbook.
• Watch more movies. Especially the good ones in foreign languages. Maybe I'll try and understand them without subtitles.
• Travel.
• Write a book. On what I do not know.
• Finally setup my own website.

That seems to be a very long list.

So exciting/scary.

And if nothing works out I'll just have a 'tub-bath'.

(My mother's solution to all my problems).

But, to be honest nothing in life scares me all that much.

I guess that's cause I know how to enjoy life's simple pleasures.

For example, the other day I had a Frooti. It got over too soon. This made me very sad.

A minute later I had a Frootilicious burp and then life seemed lovely all over again.

Here's wishing you many Frooti filled burps this year.

Have a good 2011!

December ♥

Christmas is coming

And I am getting fat

Need to get my ass off the sofa

And onto the yoga mat

It's the end of the year already and I don't quite know where 2010 went really. 

This past month has been a busy one. My sister, Aku is getting married and has decided to make me CEO of her wedding. Also a convenient way of making me do her work while she air-kisses my ass.

The way things are going, I just may be Bridezilla at her wedding.

I've been planning to go for the Anish Kapoor show at Mehboob Studios for a while now but have been shuttling between all kinds of stores, printers, venues and everywhere else that I'm expected to be instead. And have not even had time to document my life here. But as much as I complain about it, I do enjoy it quite a bit. Most of the time that's cause people think I'm the bride and for some reason find the need to be unusually kind and happy around me which is pretty awesome. Suddenly every outfit looks amazing and every colour suits me. I must say, they definitely put the best sales people in wedding stores. The compliments nearly feel as good as a creamy bar of milk chocolate.



Christmas decorations at Damian in Bandra

My life has sort of turned into a big fat things to do list and how I love it. 

But for me December is always special. And this is why.

• You wake up everyday to great weather. A lot of people use the word nippy which for some reason I don't like so let's just stick to great weather.

• Marzipan sweets for breakfast lunch and dinner.And christmas cake with custard for dessert. The recipe for the perfect love handles. If only I was Colombian and couldn't Waka Waka myself into shape.

• I get to experiment with my winter look. Even if I wear the weirdest of outfits, I can't look all that funny since my hair looks awesome in this weather. I am generally seen wearing my eat-as-much-as-you-want pants which a friend told me were pregnancy pants. Oh well! Same difference.

Look Ma, no tree

• I go to the movie theatre and get comfy in a jacket and knee high football socks. I dress like I'm wearing a duvet without actually wearing one. Anna Wintour could learn a thing or two from me this season.

• Everything is lit up so beautifully. There's a house close to mine which hangs lights like they're hung around a tree but when you look closely they're just lights. No tree. It's just something else. And I wait to see it every year. So, if you're on Turner Road, look out for it -->

• You don't need a reason to celebrate. Every day in December feels like your birthday for some reason.

• My mother still pretends to be Santa and keeps a little surprise under my pillow when I'm asleep on Christmas morning.

• And if you still manage to get bored you can always watch feel-good Christmas movies like The Holiday which is undoubtedly my favourite. Since I had watched it so many times, for a change I watched Love Actually. But, there's one naked scene that I had forgotten about, and as my luck would have it, the lady who works in my house saw me watching just that. So, now Innocent (which funnily enough happens to be her name) thinks I watch porn. So, now I'm back to watching The Holiday.

I'll leave you to one of my favourite Christmas songs which they seem to play on TV every year around Christmas time. Enjoy! 

Merry Christmas.

And if I don't see you again this year, then Happy New Year.

Hope you get hit on more than a piñata.

Enjoy your bubbly. Tchin-tchin!