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Sathya Saran

  • Watching Melbourne go past

    It matters little to me, that I am all dressed up, in my Shahab Durazi black fishtail skirt and jacket over a pink blouse, but will be dining alone.

    Sunday, 15 November 2009 - 3:52am
  • Helping out

    I was starting my car, when I saw them. Two women, in saris, one with a scarf over her head. A scarf on the head outside Dadar station only means one thing.

    Saturday, 14 November 2009 - 9:18pm
  • Sleep tales

    Aah sweet sleep, now I shall woo thee to me. Not really.

    Saturday, 7 November 2009 - 9:50pm
  • When Bush rubbed shoulders with Guru Dutt at Pushkar fair

    Can you imagine former US president George Bush, an assassin and Guru Dutt rubbing shoulders with one another? They were.

    Wednesday, 4 November 2009 - 3:40am
  • Coming of age

    At the other end of the spectrum, with sharp lines and bright prints was Prashant Verma’s ode to the Ego, dedicated to an almost forgotten Ayn Rand.

    Thursday, 29 October 2009 - 11:59pm
  • The good, the great and the ugly

    Sathya Saran gives us an inside view of the Will Lifestyle India Fashion Week.

    Wednesday, 28 October 2009 - 11:59pm
  • Tightening the belt

    Cautious, is one word that comes to mind. Introspective is another.

    Saturday, 24 October 2009 - 11:26pm
  • Of geishas and bolly bling

    Varun Bahl held his show in Japan. Don't know if it was Tokyo or Kyoto, but there were plenty of cherry blossom mainly growing out of model’s hairdos, and the music was right, as was the make-up — oh so geisha.

    Thursday, 15 October 2009 - 11:59pm
  • A lack of consideration

    Is designation a cloak that comes with the dagger of arrogance attached?

    Saturday, 26 September 2009 - 11:31pm
  • All that Jazz

    There are two ways of making couture come alive. One is with class and style, and the other is with a lot of bling.

    Wednesday, 23 September 2009 - 11:59pm

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