| How I Became a Dove Girl (in Life)
I'm no cover model, but this ad campaign I joined. By Shannon Melnyk Published: August 24, 2007 TheTyee.ca Last year was my grandmother's 90th birthday. As a homage to her, I had a photo taken in the garden green raw silk dress she wore over 50 years ago, when she was my age. She was my model for beauty, back then a woman had an ensemble. Matching, fitted, very Jackie-O with a Ukrainian prairie twist. She was a poor farmer girl whose solution to pale cheeks was mischievously kissing her two fingers with freshly painted lips and spreading the love to her naked apples. I still see her in my mind's eye giggling as she passed along her secret to my mother when she was still in ponytails, and then to me. This morning I found myself dabbing my cheeks as I have been every day for almost 37 years.
Clash of contrasts on WIFW ramp
New Delhi, Sep 5 (IANS) As the Wills Lifestyle India Fashion Week (WIFW) got underway here Wednesday, the second show of the day witnessed a clash of subtlety and extravagance showcased by designers Anjana Bhargava and Manoviraj Khosla. Against the backdrop of Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan's resonating music, Bhargava's show opened with a little boy walking down the ramp with a kettle and a tray of tea glasses in his hands. He then made way for a veiled model with a basket in her hand walking through a broken wall, symbolizing a traditional Indian woman breaking barriers to face the contemporary world. With a generous use of some of the finest Indian fabrics like cotton, chanderi and maheshwari mixed with georgette and khadi, Bhargava's collection was true to its theme of Revival.
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