Building a company is never easy, let alone in a country you do not live in. But the team behind Victoria Road is doing just that and changing the dynamic behind what it means to be socially conscious. Their business acumen is so on point that a Kids label that started from the scrap fabrics of the Women’s Ready to Wear is now sold exclusively at Barney’s New York. When I met Megan, her authenticity was the first thing that blew me away. And once I heard Farina’s story, I knew
I met Michelle Ranavat in classic social media fashion, through Instagram. She came to New York to chalk out the final stages of launching Ranavat Botanics and we met for a coffee date at the very pink Cafe Henrie (fitting it would seem given the beautiful imagery of her brand).
There are some brands you instantly have a love affair with and a love affair you hope will last a lifetime. It’s no surprise that Chanel fits that mould perfectly. Monsieur Lagerfeld is pure genius – I think of him as what Steve Jobs was to the world of technology. He will have something walk down the runway and a few seasons later, the rest of the design world will realize his brilliance and follow suit. I knew I had to have this tailcoat the second I
Imagine a place not quite off the beaten path but one where time languidly passes by. You are the place and the place is you. Fort Kochi was just one of those towns that invited me to come experience it and get lost in its nooks and crannies. An hour from Kochi airport by car, this town that once belonged to the Portuguese and Dutch, is unlike anything I have experienced in my travels in India (which granted have been limited). While the biggest attraction to visit Kochi was the Biennale,
Playing house as little girls often do, I have the fondest childhood memories of sneaking into my mother’s freshly washed and ironed pile of saris, all the while trying to fathom how I would drape six yards of fabric around my little frame, in an effort to mirror what I saw as being quintessential woman. Cousin sisters would often come to my rescue by haphazardly tucking and pinning where possible to then somewhat give me the semblance of drape. We would then try to replicate the femininity with which our mothers, aunts