Magazine Wonderland

Harpers Bazaar April 1965
Model: Jean Shrimpton
Photographer: Richard Avedon, Guest Editor celebrating 20 years at Harpers Bazaar


Ah well, No fashion history class today. But some time browsing through 50's harpers. It wonderful how magazines reflect culture, art and lifestyle. We just think of them as things to browse and flip through. Central Saint Martins, has the best college library in the world in it's collection of fashion history book with a sprinkling of Proust. Apart from F.I.T in New York I think. Also Karl Lagerfeld, has the best collection of magazines in the world that he houses in his chateau in France.
Tube: Charing Cross Road for CSM

The National Art Library, by the way, is fantastic resource for books and manuscripts on art, culture and fashion. It is located at the V&A museum and is open to all.
Tube: South Kensignton

Gymbox

I'm joining to coolest gym in london.
It has the coolest classes, like bitch boxing and salsa.
And the coolest atmosphere, Live dj's spinning some house.
Looking forward to losing the inches in time for summer.
I wouldn't call myself fat, but i'm so annoyed knowing that someone described me as that(#@!#).
Anyway cooler things- it's right next to my school - perfection.
and all the treadmills have sky tv , which is briliant since you're busy watching corny jokes on everybody loves raymond, you dont realise running for one hour!

Weekend was a disaster, with the nicest bit being pizza on the bench facing the sea. I'm not participating in any more dramatic situations with f**cked up people- sometimes without your knowledge, you get sucked into a twisted group psyche. I'm not twisted. And would not like to be in this company ever again in my life. Before you know it, you are only the topic of discussion and gossip leading to deep feelings of resentment.

Oh! Bombay Bombay

Over the years when you look at the stars you will feel nothing has changed with them. But when you look at its atoms, deep down within, you will see that everything has changed and is constantly changing.
When I look at Mumbai it feels like looking at this star. And when Mumbai looks at me, she says she loves me too.

http://www.vikramchauhan.com/article.asp?storyid=63

Snowy Mornings

I never imagined snow would thrill me. To wake up in the morning, and an etheral powder white setting in a boring suburban street view outside the window makes quite a lovely sight. To describe the correct emotion at the moment i can think of glee.














The eskimo speaks the truth, I should listen more and not jump to my own darned conclusions about horrifyingly cold winters in the laplands. When people in london were getting excited about the chilly winter(thats the crux of all conversations:weather), I scoffed and said well snow in london is mushy and digusting and there is no way I could possibly bear it. Alas the bbc for once forecast the truth. I admit my ignorance.

To recapture the pretty sight this morning, I kept an alarm for
2 am :No Snow
3.30 am : No Snow
6.30 am: No Snow
8.19 am: Very cloudy
10.12 am: Clouds with few snow flakes settling on my window sill
14.35 pm: Bright blue sunshine with open windows

This weekend will be like a movie in wales. A dinner party, varied bunch of characters, lovers, ex lovers, the other woman, friends, colleagues. I'm looking forward to my pims and lemonade and will hopefully hop onto the right train this time around!!

a new home in windy January

No longer a stranger, you listen all day to these crazy love-words. Like a bee you fill hundreds of homes with honey, though yours is a long flight from here.
- Rumi