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You don’t have to be a ‘real’ anything to be real.
If this mobile phone were a woman, she’d be rocking the retro look. I spotted this cassette-style mobile phone cover on someone’s table at my last office. Gadgetry has become a vital part of our style quotient as well so for the first time, here’s featuring a gizmo on I…
So I created this, from an old pickle jar, for a friend who wanted a picture of mirth (yellow and orange are those, aren’t they?). The sheet music and the rest of the symbols have special significance for him. Note – This is only one bottle. Each image is a…
For the Indian man, there’s only one real woman in every relationship. It always goes back to her.
I haven’t been a big fan of Fastrack ever since the ‘cheating is cool’ subtext in their ad campaign. But this duffel bag from their collection caught my eye, especially for its label. It reminded me of the Tantra tee-shirts form of humour. So, after a long hiatus, an I…
I took an old #ideastory and merged it into another artistic endeavor I’ve recently been experimenting with – bottle painting. One side of the bottle shows a stack of mattresses and bed linen. The other side has the story painted on in silver. Tell me what you think. The story,…
A review of ‘Sisterland’ by Curtis Sittenfeld
Love Rehab: A Novel in Twelve Steps by Jo PiazzaMy rating: 3 of 5 stars Since ChickLit, there’s been a host of books in a new genre I’m going to call ‘This is not ChickLit’. Love Rehab is one of this type. It is about relationships and there is romance,…
Last week, Jiah Khan was found hanging in her apartment. The story continues to unravel like a formulaic film, complete with villains and plot turns.
The Devil, the Lovers, and Me: My Life in Tarot by Kimberlee AuerbachMy rating: 3 of 5 stars A nice story, Chick Lit with a twist, since the heroine’s story is told in associations that emerge in a tarot reading. It feels more like light fiction than the autobiography that…