[Crazy Home Affairs]::Wardrobe Tales::

If someone had kept a track of my ‘outrageous shopping sprees’ and ‘unreasonably extravagant squandering of money’ {words quoted by Brother dear}, he/she would wonder if I was trying to compete with Aishwarya Rai Bacchan’s wardrobe. Now how can I make people understand that these are the basic necessities of a girl living alone in an unknown city thousands of miles away from home… {dramatized sighh}.
A bag full of footwear is the minimum requirement for banana-feet like yours truly who slips like a butter in a sandwich {ummm … never mind the example}.

And how can one possibly survive without a proper count of Kurta, especially when the rate and method of washing by yours truly comes under a section called DON’Ts.
They suffer from a variety of life-threatening diseases like the notorious Rainbow syndrome – a phenomenon when the t-shirts decide to exchange colour with salwars.
Then there’s Wilting-Creased syndrome – don’t blame me but my clothes take the path of self destruction when I don’t wash them with starch, white-patch syndrome, fading-syndrome {caused by extreme exposure to sunlight}. My clothes will never mind their ways, so the trips to shopping malls are absolutely justified. Hmmphh.

And when one is subjected to uncountable beautifully lined shops of Fancy Baazar in Guwahati or the adorable dresses sold by adorable guys in Bhutia Market in Dibrugarh or the fashionable kurtis welcoming in glass shelves outside Sardar Fashions in Jorhat or colourful ballerinas and bubble tops daring you to buy them in Shillong’s Market … how can one be stone hearted enough to walk away without a second glance.
My credit card has this tendency to automatically pop out as soon as I step into market zone. Maybe the companies should chart new schemes for on-the-way-to-being-a-shopaholic customers. 😀
More on Crazy Home Affairs – stay tuned 🙂

21 thoughts on “[Crazy Home Affairs]::Wardrobe Tales::

  1. i used to find it weird that women buy so many clothes…

    coz for me.. i hav to be forced to buy new clothes…

    coz i feel shopping for clothes is time consumingly tiring…

    i mean i like to shop for gadgets/music/movies etc..but that kind of browsing/shopping is never tiring…

    but clothes..
    damn…

    and of course I have nostalgic attachment to my old pair of jeans..which mom is waiting to dump …

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