My anxious mind couldn’t get out of bed. Inhale. Exhale. Time to declutter, I thought.
The thoughts spilled out, all at once. They fell to the floor like flowers dispersed by a light breeze. An overwhelming sight, these thoughts laid out raw with their infant buds and thorny stems.
I picked them up, one by one. Whether perfect or awry, each floret had a destiny to follow, a coherence attached to it, a place to end up in. Some were gently preserved in a vase by the window; some left out to dry between pages of over-read novel, each rationalized to fit beautifully in its fate.
They somehow don’t seem so daunting now do they?
Featuring: Ava by Urth Label | Concept & Words: Dhwani Kathotia | Photography: Chahat Kathotia
Overcome by pale waves, skin etched with tan lines, getting back into bed after breakfast, reading through mid-afternoon rains and chasing ice-cream trucks - here’s a set of postcards that encapsulate the sunny, sticky, happy mess that summer is.
For this project I took the roles of blogger, conceptualiser and photographer - the best of all worlds. I worked with Colorbar to create imagery by taking a trip down to the happy place in my mind, where summer vacations meant collecting little trinkets and postcards.
I’ve spent the year exploring myself creatively and learning a little every single day. The best way to quantify growth is to do work that makes you happy. Sure, I have new additions to my to-do list everyday but for now I’m smiling at where its all headed.
Photography: Chahat Kathotia & Dhwani Kathotia
Concept & Words: Dhwani Kathotia
A sea of dreams,
I hit pause.
For I will stay,
Stay a while
Buried in these crystal dreams.
If I had the task of finding a word to describe how the past year went by, I think I’d go with “discovery”. Discovery of a new self, discovering a foreign city or just a new light on that same old boundary wall, discovering new boundaries with work and simply re-discovering the (temporarily astray) passion to experiment.
I wouldn’t get around to preaching like a completely transformed self because I'm sure I’m not all the way there. But here's the thing about change, it makes its way to us - somewhere, somehow. So I sit here, dreaming in the little dizzy trap of change, looking forward. To the new and to what I can create this year.
As there’s a lot more to come, I leave this post open-ended. For now, my dreams and milky chai beckon..
Outfit One: Customised Tassle Heels - Talons D'or | Metallic Skirt - Ninebox | Rose Blouse - Zara | Tassle Earrings - H&M
Outfit Two: Nude Stilettos - Monrow | Trousers - Zara | Velvet Bodysuit - Zara | Choker - Dhwani Bansal Official
Seasons come and go, like a routine practiced one times too many. But with each season comes a promise of change, a letting go of what was. The cycle - monotonous; and yet we haven’t ceased to search for novelty each time around. Having said that, how much of what we do is in turn affected by the past? Because in the thick of discovering, we’re also clutching tightly onto the what has been. It’s exciting, this metamorphosis - this coming together of two worlds to make a present - quite like the current fashion scenario. Because much rightly said, it really is the age of “anything works”. This phase of mad mad creation leaves us in a state of flux.
The start of fashion month has my mind wandering into little thoughts of change, creation and where it all leaves me. Quite honestly, it’s not so bad - this phase of transitions. I, for one, reside quite contently in the little haven built amidst the transitions. Holding on to much cherished fashion choices of the past, and never lacking room for a new discovery.
Heels - a daring change. Of colours muted, like falling back into my zone of comfort. Favourite colours and conventional prints but in silhouettes that bring new hope. A little bit of change, a little safety, until it feels just right.