Stitch Fix #1 – July 2014

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.

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Based on what I asked for while filling out my styling profile, my stylist Yelena has sent me the following.

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It looked awesome because I love shades of Green! And looked perfect for the summer.photo4

 

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.

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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.

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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!

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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. photo5

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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!

photo1_1photo7 The total cost of my box was $302. If I chose to keep all 5 pieces, the cost comes to $211.50. You guys let me know what you think of my fix this time. I can’t wait for my next fix already!

 

XOXO!

 

PS – Please pardon the rotated images. I just dont know how to rotate it!:-/

Mastering This Art!

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!

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The Forgotten Identity

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🙂

Salaaam Chennai!

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!!!