All she had wished for in the past few months was to look just the perfect, all in her imperfections! This is a continuation of my last post on confessions of a bride, sharing my personal experiences of being a bride recently. (In case you haven’t got a chance to read it, you might want to take a look at it first : BRIDE & PREJUDICE) Browsing through the internet and her favorite wedding websites, she kept on looking at the pictures of other brides, each unique & gorgeously wrapped in their handpicked wedding trousseau. Colors, patterns, intricacy of all the handcrafted work, traditions & rituals were all very overwhelming and yet beautiful. With the wedding day being just few… View Post

All she had wished for in the past few months was to look just the perfect, all in her imperfections! Ever since the date of the wedding was finalized, she had drowned herself into a pool of thoughts. “What’s gonna happen? Will i find the perfect dress?  Will my skin be normal? What about those extra kilos i have? That belly fat peeking out from that gorgeous Lehenga (dress) she wants to wear? What if her makeup is a disaster? And those love handles? Why do we even call them that?” Ahh…”help me”, she said! She had imagined this day about a million times, replaying each & every moment , visualizing herself twirling in that perfect wedding dress and dancing to the beats… View Post