DAYDREAMER

Some who know me may describe me as naïve. I do agree to some extent that I'm quite an idealist, but it's a conscious decision. In no way am I innocent, inexperienced or injudicious. In fact, it's because of past experiences that I choose to be idealistic. In combination with my distaste for mediocrity and Virgoan criticality, it's a powerful motivator for getting work done. I see nothing wrong with being starry-eyed once in a while, unrealistically reaching for my own perception of perfection. They say to aim for the stars if you want to land on the moon. Or to fake it till you make it. It's something like that. I guess you could call me a daydreamer. Or slightly crazy (but you like it). It's a good thing to always look for the positive, to strive for improvement, to hold on to hope and to have gratitude. These things make up the fire under my feet and fuel me to keep on doing what I love to do. Thoughts become things, and if you focus on the negative, you'll only attract the negative into your life. The only thing to be wary about when dreaming big is expectation. Things seldom go according to plan. That's how life is. When things don't go my way, rather than to feel disappointed, I've learnt to accept it. I truly believe that everything happens for a reason, even though at times it takes a bit longer for them to become apparent. Not everyone will agree to this, but I find that when I acknowledge and embrace my life as it unfolds, it becomes so much easier to feel grateful for...

HUSTLE, HUSTLE, HUSTLE

I'm probably the biggest hypocrite on the internet right now. Just in my last post I preached about how we should multitask less and enjoy the things we're doing in the current moment. As soon as I hit the publish button I knew that it was going to be a habit that I won't be able to shake off. Not for the foreseeable future at least. Even as I write this I have a million other things racing through my mind, getting compartmentalised into mental folders and baskets. That's what happens when fashion month coincides with all of your university deadlines. At this point you start to forget what sleep feels like. Add personal projects and a social life into the mix and a meltdown is inevitable at some point.* So far so good, though. It's pretty normal for hardworking people to multitask, but I think the reason I do it is because the complete opposite is true. I'm lazy and I procrastinate. Constantly. I put off working on my psychology essay by attempting to post this look, but somehow ended up in a Hilary Duff karaoke session for 2 hours. This is precisely why I need to juggle all my balls (stop snickering, you dirty minded perv). With all this time spent doing nothing**, when I do actually get into a smooth work flow, I need to hustle and get as many things done as (in)humanely possible. And so I leave you with this unkempt look of mismatched lengths and layers while I get back to essay writing/textbook reading/project planning/photo editing/show reviewing/donut eating. Make sure to follow me on social media...

MINDFULNESS AND OFFLINE EXPERIENCES

A few days ago, after reading this article by Hans Ulrich Obrist, it struck me that I needed some time out to do something new, immerse myself in it and just be. A mini tech-detox, if you may. Technology is an incredible thing. As time goes by, the rate at which we advance keeps increasing. And what is the biggest technological achievement by man, you ask? Well, the internet of course. In modern societies, we've almost become completely dependent on it. I wouldn't be writing this, nor would you be reading this without the intervention of the internet. Privileged children today are no longer being born with a silver spoon, but rather a silver iPad. Or something like that. The internet has changed us forever, for both the better and the worse. I'll be the first to admit that I love the internet and my life today would be shaped very differently without it. However, in recent years, studies are suggesting that it's altering our biological makeup. As a new generation of people who were born into the omnipresence of the internet are starting to enter adulthood, its impact on the human psyche is becoming apparent. For one, it's becoming harder and harder to hold our attentions. If you pick a movie, be it from Hollywood or Bollywood, from about 50 years ago and compare it to a movie from the last 5 years, you'll find that the average length of a single shot has dropped from 9 seconds to 3 seconds. It doesn't sound like a huge difference, but it's clear evidence that we're losing our patience. The internet has allowed us to become efficient in so many ways that...

PERSPECTIVE SHIFT

Despite what the harsh sunlight may imply in these photos, it was a bitterly cold afternoon in London. In a sea of Arctic down parkas, the chunkiest scarves you'll ever see and warm, rosy cheeks, I was the strange, MacBook-coloured, Dior-shades-wearing fish swimming against the tide -  underdressed and oblivious to the weather. Yes, I know it's winter. Yes, I know my coat isn't warm enough. No, I'm absolutely not feeling cold. Another one in the long list of lies I tell myself. But sometimes you gotta fake it till you make it, right? Think tropical, sunny thoughts, Faiyaz. Although it's one of the first things I check every morning, it should come as no surprise by now that the weather app on my phone plays a very, very insignificant role when it comes to me deciding what to wear. I'll brave the sun and snow, whatever it may be, to put on an outfit that tickles my fancy. Yes, I'm one of those people who are willing to go the extra mile (read: suffer) for fashion. You call it crazy, I call it commitment. It's all about perspective, my dear Watson. You know - one man's trash is another's treasure. Likewise, one man's irrational behaviour is another's sweet devotion. Jokes aside, I'm really not that insane to take on sub-zero conditions without a few weapons up my sleeve (quite literally). The secret to staying warm lies within the loose-fitting formula I've been exploring this winter. The more space between your skin and clothes, the more layers of HeatTech you can squeeze into. Crew neck, V-neck, polo neck, long Johns, leggings, socks - I've got them all. Sometimes, I've got them all on at...
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