Evening dreams

Evening dreams

Ever heard about evening dreams? Well quite frequently it occurs to me post to long hectic week days. May be this is one of the dream I rejuvenate myself being “Me”, I forget who I was in past 5 working days yea the professional me. I just love the fact that I don’t have any meetings to attend nor face management in wee hour, sounds like a small girl is complaining about regular school life. Well everything is the same, just that those days I was dependent on certain external factor now I am more independent.  Thinking about this I should be happier, so I thought I will spend my evening meeting new people, travelling and much more on my passion for writing, posing, blogs, photography etc.

This young Mizo guy – hailed from Manipur, we met to work on something which is achievable and passion driven. All this pics are not lesser than nice dreams.The first time I pronounced his name – he corrected me very warmly like real gentleman – it’s not Lion – its Lillain. Thank god he didn't mind on the first place. All these beautiful pictures are credited by him through his defined lens and art of photography.

Fulfillment of wishes is a package of happiness >) thank you my angel !!! 

                                                           Photos by – Lallian Valte

Its my Birthday !!!

My Birthday !!

23^rd September,  woohooo its my birthday. Little did I know, it was amazing, not that I got to dress one of my Forever New dress. One of the reason was I had my besties around me my friends, sister and bro. Mom and Dad was badly missed >(. I like the whole arrangement done by my friend, from selecting the venue and the cake, deliciously the cake was so yum and the venue was cozy with good music.

Birthday are one of those day where I enjoy a lot and be proud of who I am till now, it was break away from my hectic work scheduled as well. All my birthdays has been terrific, I missed all my old friends, siblings, cousins and my not so good friends. But yea I will never stop enjoying and celebrating the person I am today, thank god I was born >). Ahem before my readers get really bored I will divert into sightseeing my adorable not so classy pictures.

Glory of Hometown

As I spent my childhood and early teen here, I feel that immense connection in this J little place call Manipur. Far off in east of India, it’s a place where I escape every time I am bugged with city life. The sort of emotion I encounter whenever I am here – I just can’t explain it. I decided to troll around this city; interestingly I found so many traditional fashions which is absolutely stunning. Here people do not dress really like a westerner but yeaaa they do take little bit amount of J consideration on what they wear, they don’t buy the most expensive brands J but they do like things which looks good, mostly traditional though. The teen especially go to certain extend to try out anything and everything, tattoos, hair style, different shades, dress and so on. So many refreshing J memories, when I see these teenJ.

When I was in school I always wanted to dress up and down, and I actually did to some extend not so much chic lady like as I am nowJ (giggle for self compliment), it was more over like happy feeling dress-up J.But my father have been quite a selectorJ, I had worn leggings when I was in 2^nd standard, a dangri when I was in 6^th standard, high end knot booths when I was 12years old, printed dress and much more. My wardrobe was huge for a 12years old kid. Dad got me the best dress from wherever he travelled. His choice was awesome so was for mom, I remember when I used to shop with dad and mom in Calcutta (still used to this old name). My desire used to never end, I go crazy shopping and shoppingJ. I mean that’s the only One Thing which I wanted to do at that age, 9 yrs old and want clothes like a Hollywood star. My dilemma grew larger as my collection was unstoppable for the fact that I shared my wardrobe with my dear Mom, she gave me a limited shape (sigh) but that was again small for meL. When I demanded my own little space, mom thought I was in process of getting myself spoilt: P. Hmmm J but wasn’t that spoilt as expected.

Today’s blog is not so much about fashion I wanted to pen down my memories as I spent my holiday here, plus today’s picture are all Instagram with new technology up I like all the picture taken from my phone and all I have to do is filter them accordingly ….well I would say random choice of my heart. So today no brand label, enjoying my root and living up with all pride.

Expression of myself

Colors can really change your mood; I carry bits of moods with my attire    and the combination. People think I play safe but I am classic in my own way. Off recent shopping sphere has made me satisfied and elated of my personally choice. How I have grown a lot in this past few years, with colors, fabric, design, vintage piece, street shopping collection, shoes, accessories and so on.

I still remember my likeness and choice was so limited due to my budget  , as a college goer  I was into street shopping didn’t fantasized much on big brands. But now as I earn and ready to spend in all Vava voom brands. 

It’s been mixed feeling of both the world, now I am better with time, place and situation so I can buy stuff which I like it. But have to agree, fashion has been all about individualism and expression. This doesn’t stop us anywhere, little did matter on what brand I focus on. It’s all about how I put up those dress which other feel – “thumbs down” or say “not happening”  .

P/S: I beg your pardon guys, my location is somehow the same every blog since its my one and only hot spot as of now(outside apartment).Its more like my comfort zone now, since indoor shoot doesn't have good impact on my pictures.Till i meet some magician please cop up with me.

I am stumble over tumblr

I get so high on beautiful pictures and photographs, ever since i knew tumblr  existence on this planet I have been quite a follower.
Today i need not write much since all the pictures will do the talking . As you go through, you will get to know as in why i love doing what i do . Girls just wanna have fun, and why shouldn't.

Life is fair and good when i think of all this beautiful pictures.