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After fighting a long urge of subscribing to StitchFix, I finally gave in to the craving and subscribed to it. So, what the heck is StitchFix? Its like asking your mom to shop for you. Just kiddin’. Its a monthly subscription service where you get 5 handpicked items which are either clothing or accessories. You get 3 days to decide what you want to keep and what to send back. The service costs $20 but it goes as a credit towards the item if you decide to buy. Also, if you decide to keep your entire “fix”, you will get a 25% discount. Without much adieu, let me jump into what I got this time.
Based on what I asked for while filling out my styling profile, my stylist Yelena has sent me the following.
This is what I got:
1) Mystree Justine Abstract Printed Dress – S – $54
I loved it when I took it out. It wouldn’t be something that I would pick up myself in a store, but then I loved the material. But for some reason, I felt the dress was too short from behind. Probably its just me, but definitely I would send this back.
2) Mystree Andria Cap Sleeve Geo Print Dress – S – $68
OMG! I just so love this dress. I paired it up with my denim jacket just as instructed on the styling card. I am definitely going to keep this.
3) Amour Vert Tiara Abstract Print Silk top – S – $84
I sooo love this top and I paired it with a cyan jean that I had and topped it off with a denim jacket. OMG! I so love this. But I am not sure if I would pay $84 for a top. So this definitely goes back!
4) Le Sample Kahlo Embroidered Solid Tank – S – $48
I loved the detail on this tank and I paired it up with the same pant that I wore for the previous top. Some reusability there! I am definitely keeping this one. The detail on the back was also awesome.
5) Pomelo Colibri Bird Print Tab-Sleeved Blouse – S – $48
Well, on the first look, it did look large for its size it claimed. Also the print felt that as if I was wearing a pajama top! Not that I require a top to hug me but atleast it shouldn’t be this flowing. This is definitely going back!
PS – Please pardon the rotated images. I just dont know how to rotate it!
Have you ever wondered anytime in your life about the art of letting go? I am guessing your answer must be a definite “yes”. Haven’t we all been there? But probably, we haven’t really had a the courage to do it. Yes. We haven’t mustered up the courage to master the art of letting go. Only if we had, we would all have been Buddhas. Self realization would have filled us all. Life would have been much simpler.
Life, for me, is an accumulation of simple gatherings. I open my hands to catch one but I end up with arms wide open to gather enough accumulations to make it an armful. I just want to let it go, but I am so unable to. I say to myself, just this one, and want to close my arms. But I don’t.
I stretch my hands out, and hold them tight between my hands. Fingers squeezing and then eventually slipping. They fall through. ButI am nor aware how. I scoop them up all again, those that are scattered, accumulating; until it fills my hold!
I want to let it go. But I don’t want to either. No wait. I want to. It’s a constant indecisive battle that I wage against myself everyday. Indecisive? My mind thinks it’s indecisive, but it is a decisive battle implicitly, because I just let them stay. Strike one!
They just grow inside me, making a room for themselves. And I am constantly picking them all, like an apple picker; collecting them from trees, picking it from the ground. Strike two!
But I do want to master this art of letting go. But this heart wouldn’t let me… Strike Three!
Long gone are the times when I would have the urge to blog my mind off. Life was good then since I had an identity in the blogosphere. I sought attention. I sought identity. People recognized each other by their blog names. Good were those days when blogging was considered a royal hobby.
Enter “Facebook” and “Twitter”. People loved anything that was micro. Microblogging became a rage. Blogging was a time consuming job. Microblogging was possible on the go and over cell phones. Everyone, including me was busy on Facebook! We were able to share everything with one touch! I thought life was cooler until yesterday when I realized how much I had missed connecting with my blogger friends. Yes, the long hiatus! Isn’t it an oxymoron? How I missed blogging..
My timeline dates back to 2008! 3 years of silence on my blog for a person who talks nineteen to a dozen. My life changed in 3 years. I took up a job. Quit it. Got married. Pursuing my Masters. And the amount of experience I have underwent in these three years is enormous!
A lot of times I had to introspect myself,”Why am I not blogging?” and a voice in my tiny brain used to reply, “Everyone is on Facebook! Why bother blogging?”. But I realize how much I have missed. How eventful these 3 years have been. How much I could have shared on my blog!
Recently, I decided to deactivate my Facebook profile for numerous reasons. Suddenly, I found myself flooded with emails and phone calls about how outrageous it was not to find me on Facebook and how even one person’s count of friends went from 100 to 99 because I was gone! I loved all the attention. In fact, it made me realize how much of an identity Facebook creates for one’s self.
It made me realize how much I missed writing. And how much lighter I felt without being tagged on someone’s having a glass of booze in my hand or tagged with someone in a place where my parents wouldn’t want me to be. LOL. I feel independent, guilt free. Infact, I realized that the root cause of all evils is not money but Facebook and how much importance people give to liking on Facebook!
Maybe soon, I regain my Lost Identity on Facebook here and hope to connect with my fellow bloggers soon! Maybe Facebook is not the end of online identity🙂
I was travelling in the MRTS train that plies between Chennai Beach and Velachery with a train of thoguhts running in my mind.. The attack on Mumbai last week was still fresh and it made every commuter in the train look like a terrorist to me. I know! How mean of me.. But the impact was so high that I hardly could think of anything other than terrorism and giving possible reasons to myself so as substantiating my thoughts about the other person as a terrorist.😛 ..
I was to get down at Mylapore and I had boarded the train at Chennai Fort.. I got myself a corner seat by the window as usual. Chennai had never looked more beautiful to me. It was the very same place I had been spending my last 22 years in. At every instant I wanted to get out of Chennai.. Cos I was totally exhausted of going to the same places over and over. I wanted a change.. I wanted to go to Bangalore.. I wanted to have fun and freak out.. I wanted to break all bonds at home and go as a vagabond.. I know it sounds exctiting but not for long.. Not at all exciting when you realise that you have to work towards repaying your educational loan and live in an apartment which takes away most of your salary.. That is indeed creepy when you plan to have an investment for the future..
How many times have I traveled in that MRTS and how I long to catch the glimpse of the coastline/beach when the train goes between chepauk and Triplicane.. Man.. Even the beach which I keep cribbing about suddenly looked very very beautiful.. Damn man.. I will miss Chennai.. My home town.. I have always wanted to get out of Chennai.. But now, I am in tears to leave my hometown and be adopted by the neighboring state for a few months..
Will Miss all the fun and all my friends at Chennai!!!
I had copied this article from some website which I forgot..I would be really grateful if someone could give me the source.
Posted February 22nd, 2007 by Cindrella
Boredom – A great Spiritual Phenomenon. Abha, boredom is one of the most important things in human life. Boredom simply shows that you are becoming aware of the futility of life, its constant repetitive wheel. Boredom is the first indication that a great understanding is arising in you about the futility, meaninglessness of life and its ways.
Only man is capable of boredom; no other animal is capable of being bored. That’s why buffaloes are not bored; they look perfectly happy and enjoying. And in man, also, only the people who are very talented, intelligent, they are bored. The stupid people are not bored. They are perfectly happy doing their jobs, earning money, making a bigger bank balance, raising their children, reproducing, eating, sitting in the movie, going in the hotel, participating in this and that. They are enjoying! They are not bored.
A man becomes human when he starts feeling bored. You can see it: the most intelligent child will be the most bored child—because nothing can keep his interest for long. Sooner or later he stumbles upon the fact and asks, “Now what? What next? This is finished. I have seen this toy, I have looked into it, I have opened it, and I have analyzed it— what is next?” Soon he starts finishing things. By the time he becomes young, he is already bored.
Buddha was utterly bored. He left his kingdom when he was only twenty-nine, at the peak of his youth. He was utterly bored—with wine, with wealth, with kingdom, with everything. He had seen all, he had seen through and through. He was bored. Traditionally it is said he renounced the world because the world is bad – that is absolutely nonsense. He renounced the world because he became so bored with it.
It is not bad, neither it is good. If you are intelligent, it is boredom. If you are stupid, you can go on. Then it is merry-go-round; then you move from one sensation to another. You are interested in trivia and you go on repeating and you are not conscious enough to see the repetition—that yesterday also you had been doing this, and today also you are doing, and again you are imagining tomorrow to do the same thing again. You must be really unintelligent. How can intelligence avoid boredom? It is impossible. Intelligence means seeing things as they are.
Buddha left the world out of boredom; utterly bored, he ran away from the world. And what was he doing then for six years sitting in those forests? He was getting more and more bored. What can you do, sitting in a forest?—watching your breath,day in, day out, year in, year out. He created that boredom to its ultimate peak, and one night it disappeared. It disappears of its own accord.
If you reach to the peak-The turn comes. It comes! And with that turn of the tide, light enters into your being- you disappear, only light remains. And with light comes delight. You are full of joy- you are not, but full of joy- for no reason at all. Joy simply bubbles up in your being.
The ordinary person is joyous for a reason—he has fallen in love with a new woman or a new man and he is joyous. His joy is momentary. Tomorrow he will be fed up with this woman and he will start looking for another. The ordinary man is happy because he has got a new car; tomorrow he will have to look for another car. It goes on and on—and he never sees the point of it, that always, finally, you are bored. Do whatsoever—finally you are bored. Every act brings boredom.
The intelligent person sees it. The sooner you see, the more intelligence you show. Then what is left? Then only boredom is left, and one has to meditate over it. There is no way to escape from it. Then go into it. See where it leads, and if you can keep going into it, it leads into enlightenment.
Only man is capable of boredom, and only man is capable of enlightenment.