There are a few things about your body that you love and a few that you don’t. In my case I’m not as conscious about baring my legs as much as I am about baring my arms (and well, cleavage).
During the chubby phase of my life, I couldn’t look at the sleeveless section in a store. I wore tops, dresses and kurtis with sleeves that comfortably covered my soft flabby arms. I’d have complained a whole lot more, but it actually saved me the excess arm waxing that went with it!
After I decided that I want to vie for the Miss India title, I worked my fat butt off and managed to lose 10 kilos. I still remember the day I bought my first sleeveless top!
Sleeveless in the city
After avoiding using my elevator for months and climbing a thousand steps, it was nothing short of an achievement! I silently rejoiced in the trial room and flexed my thin arms like a heavy weight champion celebrating weight loss in a pair of dangerously low- waist jeans and THE SLEEVELESS TOP!
It’s funny that I still feel like that chubby girl inside. I might be able to pull off a sleeveless top now but I still get conscious. I have begun to realise how the “sleeve” can really define personality types.
There are the loving long sleeves, the simple short sleeves, the bold and the beautiful ‘sleeveless’, the girlie ‘puff sleeves’ (with the irritating elastic) besides the mega sleeves, raglan sleeves, balloon sleeves, kimono sleeves … phew! The sleeveless top or dress, for me, is still a thing for occasions. Only when I have an audition or an event that I have to deck up for, do I pull out an outfit that flaunts my upper limbs.
I’ve perfected the art of making my arms look less flabby on camera by consciously avoiding them from pressing against my body and giving away my unflattering fat-muscle content.
At 25, I can feel the hormonal changes kicking in. I cannot lose weight as easily as I did a few years ago and the harsh reality is that I can’t always be a “small”. I guess this has more to do with the fact that I don’t workout as zealously as I did then.
Something that has definitely gotten older is my portfolio! I finally got down to shooting some new pictures with a friend this week. I hope they bring out my charm, not to mention my push-up’ed arms. I also had a couple of rehearsals for my play that hits theatres again next month. So in pursuit of tracking me down, you should probably catch every play in Mumbai next month.
I indulged in major retail therapy sessions this week because I have no clothes although my wardrobe seems to defy that. And my spree was all about the elusive sleeveless tops: tube-tops, spaghettis, racer- backs, the works!