There were cupcakes involved

Sunday, September 7, 2008 at 11:37 pm | Posted in Fashion, Food, Fun | 2 Comments
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We had a meeting at the office this past Thursday. It was regarding a fashion show we’re coordinating for Maitri, a non-profit organization that helps women. Models were coming in to sign contracts and rehearse and there were some new faces that were auditioning. 

You guys might remember that we talked about Jessica, a model, and our discussion about cupcakes and Icing on the Cake in a previous post…well, what was supposed to be a normal meeting turned out to be a cupcake surprise!  The minute we stepped into the office, one of our colleagues said, Jessica brought cucakes for you.  We were obviously thrilled at the sound of those wonderful words and hugged Jessica. Isn’t she the sweetest! We think so, and the cupcakes were even sweeter! They were amazing and the frosting was made with fresh strawberries, drool! This turn of events totally made the whole day better.

Do we need to say anything more about the day…we don’t think so!

Except we do! We just have to mention the rehearsal…at one point models were walking with books on their heads…we had a serious fashion moment!

P.S: Finals are over and we have three weeks off for summer!

 

 

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A Black Hole

Friday, August 29, 2008 at 2:00 am | Posted in Fashion, Film, Life | Leave a comment
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Does anyone out there remember how hope feels? It seems like time has frozen over, and we’re stuck in a place where life sucks! School is miserable to say the least and our so called fabulous future seems so far away…what’s two GyanGurus to do? The concept of hopefully awaiting something good to happen doesn’t make us happy anymore. Nothing good is happening in our lives right now. We need excitement, even a single ray would do, anything. So we go in the search of this ray of excitement, and we turn our head to Filmistan, as we like to call the Hindi Film Industry, more popularly know as Bollywood, and of course there’s always fashion. So it would make sense that if we combined these two things, then that ray might turn into a whole truck load of sunshine. But when we looked and saw Mr. Karan Johar, whom we envy and love at the same time by the way, in this outfit, our life just remained in that time-warp where even the last remains of a ray was sucked out; leaving a black hole, even though the suit was shiny (excuse all the bad metaphors, it’s late).

Rewind to July 18, 2008, Continued…

Sunday, August 3, 2008 at 6:38 pm | Posted in Fashion | 3 Comments
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Palo Alto, California

The Day

Finally it was the day of the show.

At 9:30 am we all met up at the office and drove to the location. It was a bright, sunny day, the white tents, the rows of chairs, and the glistening runway under the oak trees hinted at the excitement about to take place that evening. The show was to start at 6 in the evening. The 8 hours (yeah we can’t believe it either!) were spent rehearsing, organizing, and looking for double-stick tape and somewhere in there getting lost and driving up onto Palm Street…it was beautiful, and who would’ve thought that both sides of the street would be lined by palm trees! The show hadn’t even started and we were already so exhausted, so exhausted that we even thought of running away…but damn the high morals…and of course the beautiful clothes.

So of course we went back!

The hair and make-up started two hours before the show, which was so much fun to watch…especially the airbrushing! It was like watching a painter…Yeah, we’re a little nerdy like that!

Time went by so quickly; we didn’t realize when it was ten minutes before 6 o’clock. By then the hair and makeup was complete and the models were dressed for the first segment, which was eveningwear with jewelry. They looked really amazing.

We were the only ones who had been calm the whole time, when everyone around us would start freaking-out. But, right when the clock struck 6, it was our turn to freak out! Then began the hectic process of getting the models changed from one segment to another.

All we remember from the chaos backstage:

“Where the hell is Jenna?!”

That’s not the dress you’re supposed to wear for this segment!”

“I can’t zip this, somebody hellllppp!”

“Someone please take off those earrings for her.”

Can you guys please line up?” “Why the hell is nobody lining up?!”

“Oh my god…this is not gonna work, there’s not going to be a next segment…why isn’t anyone lining up!”

“Where the hell is Jenna?!”

The thirty-minute show, which was actually forty minutes, finally came to an end. It seriously felt like five minutes backstage. Right when it ended, we started putting the clothes back on the racks and making sure that nothing was left behind because if it was than N would be out thousands of dollars.

While we were too busy making sure the clothes were intact, we had people come in backstage to compliment us on the beautiful show we had put up. For us it was a surprise to know that it went smoothly because it was quite the opposite backstage!

Later as each of us held a beer in our hands, sitting on white chairs, the only trace of a fashion show here is our exhaustion and what was left of the glistening ramp.

Two months of preparation, fitting sessions, and loads of phone calls, all came to an end when a member of the audience came up and asked, “Wow! “What a beautiful show.” “Oh, and where can I get those fabulous jeans?” Hearing that, the exhaustion left us and all that lingered on was the joy and excitement of the experience.

Rewind to July 18, 2008

Friday, August 1, 2008 at 1:33 am | Posted in Fashion | 5 Comments
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Mountain View, California

Preparations…

It takes a lot to get us out of bed at 7 am – especially after a long, stressful day of work, which included a casting call, fittings, and enduring the attitude of “Someone!”

This all started two month ago when N (our boss) gave us the exciting news that we had to put up a fashion show! (Inside we were screaming our hearts out, but of course outside we were kewl as cucumbers!) Since we have quite a bit of gyaan* about fashion we were told that we would be in charge of coordinating everything.

So began the silsila** of phone calls, lots and lots of phone calls, and e-mails. In three casting calls we finalized the models. Getting the designers of our choice was a little trickier, we met all of them personally of course, but they all had their concerns. We had to convince them that their clothes will not be ruined, will be worn by really tall and skinny girls who can walk, the shoes will go with the clothes, and the hair and makeup would compliment their creations. It took some convincing, but they finally succumbed to our charm!

Casting Call One: Sucked! We ended up standing for six hours and our feet were dying and to make matters worse we only picked three models.

Casting Call Two: Much better, we had twelve models.

Casting Call Three: Rocked! Had twenty-four models.

Than began the hard part: Fitting sessions…

First: Five out of Six designers chose their models and fitted them in the most amazing clothes we have ever seen! We zipped, unzipped, hanged, un-hanged beautiful gowns, dresses, jackets, jeans, and saris for six hours. If not for our high moral values instilled by our parents (damn it!), we would’ve definitely stolen them.

Second: The last designer fitted the chosen models while we picked jewelry to go with the dresses…and let us to tell you what amazing jewelry. One of the necklaces was actually worn to the Emmy®’s, too bad we’re broke college students working for free and have no money!

Interruption: some weird perv from the office next door came while we were timing the walks. He started taking pictures of models because he wanted to prove to his co-workers, in the San Francisco office, that there are hot models next door. Of course some of the models didn’t want this weirdo taking their pics so they turned their backs and he said, “Oh! Is that your best side?” Urggh! What a creep! (If this doesn’t sound creepy…than you probably had to be there…)

This day was so much fun…we can’t believe our life right now! But of course while this fun stuff was going on, there was something troubling our minds.

“What the hell are we going to wear tomorrow?!”

The day before the second and last fitting we had class, but we ended up not going because we had the important matter of picking an outfit to attend to, and considering we’re broke it made this even harder. We went to the poor man’s Nordstrom…the Rack. Jasmine ended up finding cute flats; Sona had no such luck. Than we went to the Great Mall hoping we would find something cute and cheap…and Sona had a little luck and found a top. H&M was disappointing for both of us (we had higher expectations…but nothing!).

The day of the fitting we still needed some cute accessories at least, it was already 9 in the evening, so the only option left was Target…it’s the closest to both of our houses. Of course we didn’t know we were both thinking the same thing, but we found out when we both saw each other there. Sona found really cute yellow strappy peep-toe sling-back wedges and Jasmine found nothing… 😦 Oh by the way Sona’s cousin was over and she was going to be a dresser backstage at the show, so of course she wanted something cute too, she found a cute top and red peep-toe shoes, can you believe they were only seven dollars! Lucky girl!

We both scattered back to our houses.

Than Sona tried on her top and thought, it’s a bit long…maybe Jasmine’s mom could fix it, Sona called and asked…Jasmine’s mom of course said she’d try. Sona and her cousin went over to Jasmine’s house…it was 11 at night. We both tried on our outfits we were semi-happy, and since Sona’s shoes had a heel the top didn’t seem too long with them on, plan to tailor it was cancelled. For some reason it was 2:00 at night when we left. Sona went home and texted Jasmine, “are we still going to Nordstrom?” (We found out that the anniversary sale was going on and the store opened up at 7 am). By 3:00 am plan had been cancelled for good, we needed the four hours of sleep.

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*Knowledge

**A chain of events

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