Meet the dynamic sister duo who live across the globe juggling corporate lives and their supercool photoblog @sooti.dhaage! Vineeta and Namrata are sisters based out of Egypt and Mumbai respectively who bring out their creative side, highlighting the appeal of everyday slow dressing with a visual romance of images on their Instagram. ‘ You inspire the fashion world with your effortlessly dreamy pictures in slow fashion while reflecting serious sister goals! How do you do it all? “Since childhood, we have loved dressing up and creating new visions out of our existing wardrobes. We look a lot alike and so do our fashion choices! Hence we put our heads together and created this account to share our love for Indian craft and homegrown brands that advocate slow fashion! It’s also an amazing way to keep connected and has made our bond only stronger....
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We have with us Neha Sharma, a fashion aficionado, famously known on Instagram as THE_STYLEWALI to help us with our dressing woes for the festivities. From celebs to models to princesses to brand collabs, she has styled one and all and how graciously. Synonym of elegance, she loves experimenting with flowy silhouettes and structured garments that bring out the sensuous symbiotic relationship between the attire and the skin. “There are two must-have festive looks I strongly believe. The maximalist and the minimalist, having these two mastered, will breeze you through any and every occasion” expresses Neha....
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Once in a while we open our treasure jars with keepsakes from many years, seashells from holidays, movie tickets of first dates or hastily scrolled love-notes to relive the olden golden times. Letters from these memory-chests are time portals to happy memories! Letter writing has gone to dust but its charm lives on. In the socially extroverted world, the quick story tags and Whatsapp forwards have taken over this old-school method of showing love....
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The old town of Saharanpur wakes up to an early morning ajaan.Birds chirp noisily as the city shakes away its slumber with rattles of tea kettles and thud of hawkers throwing bundled newspapers into house porches.The hues of dawn take over as people stir and the streets murmur with their everyday bustle.The city originally named Shah-haroonpur after Hazrat Shah Haroon Chishti retains its vintage charm with simpler people and aged houses all huddled together.Somewhere in a remote corner, few worn lanes takes me to a workshop where hands that create are busy making a pair of baalis.Baalis that'll be a part of someone's story in another corner of the world.This is the workshop where Naani'ki by Nomad comes alive.A story that has traveled from the gullies of Saharanpur to places afar."A few years ago I was gifted a pair of baalis by my Naani. My Naana had got them made for my mother's 14th birthday. The dangle and emotion behind it nudged me to look for people who can make those. Both my Daada (paternal grandfather) and my Naana (maternal grandfather) were jewelers, so the jump into digging more about the craftwork came effortlessly to me.During my course of research in vintage jewelry, I chanced upon Ehsaan and Farman.The two brothers who made pattra jewelry."PATTRA is a century-old craft. With its major influence during the pre-partition era, it had lost its hold over the dressing mirrors. The oldworld charm of the sepia-tinted bylanes and fluttering heartbeats needed to be remembered and relived. Ehsaan was trained in Karigari under the guidance of his Abbu....
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Swiftly she arose into the soaring winds and took flight as if in a hurry to meet the sky. Carefree, she had left all the care to the winds and us puny humans I guess. Oh am talking of the kite we flew and not me. Or perhaps a part of my soul went to the sky with chakori....
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"Ouch! It hurts Ma!"I made a face as Ma tugged at my plait fixing the end with a rubber band."Ouch! It hurts Ma!" mimicked Golu as he ran pulling a few strands out of my ponytail.Suppressing a giggle, Ma shooed Golu away and started to re-do my braid caressing where it had been pulled at.Rubbing a little oil between her hands, she began massaging my head. From the forehead, all the way back to the nape of my neck, from the eastern ear to its western counterpart....
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.embed-responsive-16by9 { padding-bottom: 134.25%;} Mohammed Ehsaan is the fourth generation of pattra karigars in his family. His great grandfather was known to have made jewels for the rani of Punjab exclusively. He has watched his childhood turn to mid age around dexterity of the craft. Trained under his father ‘Miya’, he commands the artistry with Love....
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The sentiment called India hit me only after having spent 3 years in America.The feeling of somewhat known consequence in both positive and otherwise state. The people more casual, a little happier and a lot juicer. Nearing towards the second world, it’s the only country with such vibrant diversity. Nomad gives itself out there in gratitude and pride for being INDIAN and being indigenously inspired by rural India....
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Surekha, Parveen, Haleema, Hasan & Aalam’s eyes are intensely focused on their latest tasks. Surekha is twisting the fabric into neat little roses. Haleema is stringing the beads into the silken string; Parveen is rolling & stitching the fabric strings. Hasan & Aalam are stitching the text on the talismans....
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