Misc Nothings (ii)
I am revamping the wardrobe, in an attempt not to be my usual frumpy winter self. Not easy, given my minisculeness. And tendency to feel super cold, and to layer myself as if in preparation for a visit to one of the poles.
The trends this season are shoulder pads and sequins (I TOLD you the 80s were coming back, said R2 triumphantly, while picking me off the floor of Primark).
Now scattered sequins in moderation are all right, but I don’t want to be sheathed in them. As for shoulder pads, they look all right on scrawny shoulders like mine, but I remain dubious about them. The one dress I liked and that fitted me like a dream round the waist bunched and ballooned all around the shoulders. Looked like I had two sets of wings.
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We have a terrible relay habit of unsettling everything at night. About five minutes after the lights are off and we have finished reading and have snuggled down, and I have arranged the duvet just as I like, arranged A where I want him and heaved an end of day sigh of relief, his voice pipes up in the darkness announcing he has to go down and check that the door is properly closed. Much heaving and moving of duvet takes place. He goes down, astonishingly discovers that the door is closed and comes back. We settle down again. Five minutes later he announces his hands/lips are dry and he needs moisturiser. The cycle of heaving starts again…by which time I am awake and need to go to the loo/start reading again.
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I am getting ready to leave for India and am tying up all sorts of loose ends. Music sir is making me sing every morning on the phone/skype and my frail self is finding that exhausting. His favourite word/command is “again.” But I love it. All ye in India please inform me about temperatures in Delhi, Bangalore and Chennai. Mumbai will, I know, be pleasurably and predictably hot, just as I like it.
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Am reading SacredSecular: Contemplative Cultural Critique by Lata Mani and enjoying it. Hope to manage a review before I leave. But if you see it in a bookshop and questions about religion and secularism trouble you, buy it. The essays are very short, easily digestible and very meditative. Unlike the heatededness that can surround the discussion of these issues.


With pudgy shoulders like mine – shoulder pads are just disaster. Then there’s the issue of flannels being all the rage. Which is fine if it was summer – but flannels in winter? Umm.
On another note – Dalrymple’s new book is out – http://bit.ly/3VNR5H. Don’t know if I can wait till the paperback.. find hardcovers so annoying for travel.
I went for Dalrymple’s reading which was combined with performances (Susheela Raman, Bauls etc) at the Barbican.
As for the flannels., apparently to be stylish one has to freeze!
Bangalore is pleasant. Last 2 days saw rains.
And yes I have to ask you my doubts on your music post, will do soon at leisure. Thanks
I await your questions! Hope it doesn’t rain while we’re there. We have enough of that here!
SHOULDER PADS? Really?!!!
I guess I’m should not be missing Primark as much as I am.
Really. They are on everything. With sequins.
And I guess I should check my grammar before submitting a comment.
Shoulder pads WITH sequins – oh the horror.
Hopefully by the time the trend arrives in Canada we’d have moved to some place else and the fashion would have died out.
You seriously considering moving out?
And what do you want for your birthday present?
The dress you like is really good to look at. You could perhaps seek a tailor’s help to lessen the bunches around the shoulders?
I wish you could come to Hyderabad also
Bangalore is lucky.
Best wishes,
Anjali