I took a cab to the Intercontinental where Wills Lifestyle India Fashion Week is happening and the cabbie was astounded seeing a huge crowd outside and was distracted by muses in minis and dandy boys in drop-crotch pants as he drove up to the portico. Next day the cabbie got chatty and told me his daughter is mad about fashion and said he would give me free rides if I can let her see one show. I was mighty impressed and told him that he need not give free rides and that I will get his daughter to see one show. Isn’t it amazing to hear such infatuation for fashion?
If you into ‘Bag-Watching’, WIFW is the place to be. Now let me tell you that no damn recession can deter the bag-hags in acquiring the latest one. The Vuitton’s new Sprouse collection dangled from many a freshly waxed hand. And by the bag you carry you are measured how ‘LS’ or so ‘HS’ you are. The Sprouse LV suffers the risk of flashy nouveau-riche tag but a Tod’s or a Bottega or a Dior gets you into ‘HS’ bracket with ease. Stairway to heaven I guess!
You want to get the latest goss in town, you better be in fashion week. The best bit is the expert comments that you get to overhear from society aunties - “Oh, that’s so Cavalli(sh)” or “Gawd, it’s a total Xerox of Marchesa”. You know why they do that? They just show off how clued-in they are into fashion. And nothing beats the conspiracy theorists who come out with stories on how a WIFW designer sabotaged a DFW designer’s show or vis-à-vis.
Fashion is fancied by my cabbie’s daughter, by my neighbourhood Mrs. Hoity-toity, by bag-hags, by industry czarinas and of course the lunching ladies. I think politicians can use it as an ideal platform to campaign. Besides movies and cricket, what else brings all strata together?