I tried wearing her extremely fexy heels one day, could hardly make it to the mirror!! I can do a better river-crossing than stride in those insanely high heels.
My sister is my emergency fashion guru. Due to time difference I always end up calling her during unearthly hours, sharing pictures in whatsapp, asking her opinion. She would mumble and grumble in sleep, but would often provide a decent understandable reply.
But the opinions always come at a price, only the bravehearts would endure the criticism she gives.
“What is that gunny bag you are wearing??”
“What’s with all the tyres splitting out of your waist”
“Please for god sake throw those shoes, even beggars wear better shoes than you” – and she was so fed up that she bought me a new pair of red converse 😀
“What’s with that ponytail? Your hairline seems to be receding”
“Is that Kajal or Crow’s feet? “
Yeah she’s brutal, but she’s my sister… she has the birth right 😛 but if the husband tries any of these, he is dead meat 😛
Do you have an Uber Chic Sista??
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