Monday, November 23, 2009

Jimmy Choo For H&M



Earlier this month H&M launched their Jimmy Choo for H&M collection. The result: Outstanding. Though each and every piece from the collection is a must-buy these boots are a pair that you definitely must have in your wardrobe. Grey suede with black leather soles, these boots are sleek, smart and really chic. Wear them with a pair of dark denims and a slim fitting white shirt for the boy next door out for the night look or with casual slim fitting jeans and a low neck T-shirt for the chic modern cowboy. Tamara Mellon definitely must consider launching menswear in the Jimmy Choo mainline. And because it is a limited edition collection, maybe you just have to run to the store right now because at approximately a hundred pounds, these are just too good to be true.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

The manbag dilemma

Many years ago, just before I started attending my new school, there was an oddly weird sense of excitement that I felt, created by the idea of buying my first school bag. I had studied all my life in a boarding school and had never ever had the opportunity of carrying a bag to school, and so I was looking forward to the idea of owning my own backpack. My school bag shopping session was a serious affair. I had studied the type that my cousins were using, tried to recollect all those that I had seen students carry in my previous school, and had tried to come to a conclusion as to what kind I would like. It obviously had to be the coolest backpack, which should look more like a mini trekking backpack rather than the multi-coloured ones that most school children used. Today, 10 years down the line, not only do I still own it, I am also still obsessed with it and use it often. It seems like I have a connection with it and we were quite made for each other. Coming to think of it, I am not the only one obsessed with backpacks, most Indian men have a lifelong connection with them, something that seems a lot stronger than many internet and cellular phone networks in the country. Reason: unknown. While the Indian government in trying its best to do away with the excess load that school children are carrying everyday, Indian men seem to be developing a stronger bond with their backpacks. I guess the government needs to target the fathers of the children first!
Whether they feel that it makes them look super cool and in touch with their younger side or they believe in carrying a heavy load on their backs, the backpack is one of the five things that most men don’t leave home without. It’s a common sight to see men, irrespective of age, shape and size, stuffed into trains and buses, dressed for work and carrying a backpack. Now, there are two things that you should notice about these men. Firstly, they are dressed for work, wearing formal trousers, with shirts neatly tucked in and quite often sporting a tie also. Secondly, most of them work in formal corporate offices, housed in swanky glass buildings. Putting the two together, you just know that this is where the problem arises. Though, these may not be the best dressed men, let’s just face it, office attire and elegant workspaces do not go hand in hand with a backpack. Unless, you’re a techie, a photographer, someone who runs around in the wild trekking, hunting animals, or protecting them from hunters, or a mountaineer, a backpack is something that you should have gifted the security guard of your college on your way out. And if you didn’t do that, keep it in the back of your cupboard for those once in a blue moon trekking trips that you plan to go on. Yes, I do just that with mine. (Confession: on rainy days, I do carry mine to work, to avoid ruining my leather bags!)
Carrying a backpack with your formal wear is one of the fashion blunders that men must avoid, at all costs. Men all over the world have argued that the backpack is comfortable to carry and more manly than the so called ‘man-bags’. And so are engineer boots, cargo pants and polo shirts, but do you ever wear these to work? A bag is one of the few key accessories that complete a man’s wardrobe. What you carry is usually the first thing that gets notices, especially as it can be seen from a distance. Why ruin the elegant, classic, well dressed look that you could achieve by carrying a backpack. In the days of our fathers and grandfathers, when man-bags weren’t so common, and laptops didn’t exist, businessmen carried hard top briefcases to work, with everything in it that they would need to sign a business deal. With the start of the laptop age, men moved on to use backpacks that made it easier to carry the heavy laptops of yesteryears. That was till a few years ago. In the last couple of years, men’s runways have been flooded with all kinds of bags; it could give quite a competition to the women’s bag market. For every bag there is a bigger and better man-bag and for every purse, there is a man-purse. Having finally agreed to give up their backpacks for other options, while men around the world are facing a problem of selecting between a holdall, a messenger, and a man-tote, their Indian counterparts are spared from this dilemma. The reason being, the lack of availability of proper men’s bags in the Indian market. Barring a few brands, most of whom also rarely move beyond a soft briefcase and a messenger bag, shopping for a man-bag is quite a challenge in this country. Many a times I have worn-out my soles and landed up buying a new pair of shoes but not found a proper bag, without having to land up outside the doors of one of the international luxury brands and spending three-fourths, if not all, my monthly salary on a bag. But if you’re looking for a backpack, there are options galore, flooding out from every shop window onto to the streets. Such is the availability of backpacks in the country that if they were edible, starvation and hunger could become a thing of the past. This quite proves the backpack cycle that Indian men are stuck in: there is no dearth of backpacks because Indians believe in keeping their childhood values close to them, but the few who want to break away from those values can’t find proper bags in the country and have to resort to use backpacks. Such is the tragedy in the lives of people like me, who’re longing to break away from the backpack era. Yes, I have been there, done that and now want to move on.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Croc Attack

“So, did you miss my Crocs?” is the first question my cousin asked me when I returned from a 10 day holiday to Australia. I was more shocked than surprised with his question. I had just been for an exciting, one of a kind, lifetime experience trip, to a country that I always thought was too far out to travel to, and here is a man who, on my return, wants to know if I missed a pair of flip-flops, rather than trying to extract interesting and juicy gossip about the trip. Well, thinking about it now, I don’t blame Mr. Crocs (as we shall refer to him henceforth). Nothing has been dearer to his feet than this pair of blue and grey thong-strapped bulky flip-flops. Thank god that he doesn’t wear the ugly looking clogs that come in every colour in the palette.

I definitely don’t have anything personal against Crocs as a brand or as a product. Even if I did, and I said I wouldn’t want to be seen near anyone wearing a pair, I think I’d have to stay off the streets, especially in this rainy, wet season called monsoon. There are a gazillion people, proudly cat-walking the streets in a pair of either the original or its pseudo brothers and sisters. And to make matters worse, there are people like Mr. Crocs who will wear it to house parties, lounges and even upmarket restaurants in five-star hotels! Now, this is where the whole problem starts. I myself am a big promoter of the flip-flops, open footwear surge that street fashion is going through right now, but there are places where the attire is acceptable and where it is a complete no-no. Flip-flops, sandals and chappals are a part of street fashion for a reason: That is where they should be. Okay, with some leverage to the meaning of street fashion, it’s acceptable if you’re going to walk in with those into a mall (unless you are shopping at Louis Vuitton or Montblanc), a movie hall, a play, a coffee shop (and I mean your by the street, hangout ones), and lets say even a fast food chain like McDonald’s and KFC. But if you’re going to be seen at restaurants, people’s houses, the lobby of five-star hotels and clubs, it is a better idea to cover up your toes and heel. Yes, I say heel as well, so that you don’t cheat by wearing footwear that are covered from the front and open at the back.

During my sojourn in Australia, I realised that the country is the perfect place for Mr. Crocs to live in. Not because of the large number of croc parks Oz boasts of, though he would fit in perfectly there, but also because the only dressing sense that the country knows is casual. While at dinner in the fine dining restaurant of the five-star resort that I was staying at in Palm Cove, I was shocked to see people wearing flip-flops and even shorts and a T-shirt. Are you serious, had they lost their bags on transit! I looked around once again, and noticed that the only people dressed the way they should in a fine-dining restaurant were sitting at my table. We were a bunch of Indian journalists visiting the country, and though I suddenly started feeling a little over-dressed, I was surprised that this time it was us Indians who had got it right. I mentally allowed myself to believe that this was the case only because Palm Cove is a tiny little beach town, packed with vacationers. Little did I know then that I would be proved wrong again at Cairns and the Gold Coast. So much so that my dinner jacket, which was teamed with a pair of dress denims and a white shirt, felt out of place at the restaurant of the elegant upmarket Palazzo Versace hotel.

Pondering a little over my cousin’s question, I realised that the one thing I definitely didn’t miss while away was Mr. Crocs’ crocs. To my pity, not only was one of the girls in my group carrying a similar pair, in the same colour combination, but everywhere I looked in Australia, people were dressed in nothing but board shorts and flip-flops. My only saving grace was that Mr. Crocs wasn’t travelling with me, who’s recently threatened me that he’d wear his pair with a business suit! I really hope I am not around to witness this crime.