Friday, April 07, 2006

Makeover

I have been craving for a makeover ever since the relaunch of our magazine. The wonders that a good haircut, shaping the eyebrows, a platinum facial, waxing, manicure, pedicure and an overall body massage can do, I'm told, is ethereal.

But dragging myself to a parlour and then sitting there for a good two-three hours just to have other women feeling you up repulses the hell out of me. So I just limit my visits to short 30-45 minute stints, all the time needed for a quick waxing or a trim. And I normally never do them on the same day. Take it one at a time, babe -- my motto in life.

You'd say, then do it one at a time and finally get the makeover you are seeking. But, there's the catch , good friend. You have to do it all on the same day to get "the best results". And, I was missing in action when God was distributing patience to all and sundry.

You see, I had better stuff to do. Like catch up with the neighbourhood guys on cricket, or have a cycle race with one of them, play dog & the bone or pittoo, go for long walks through the lanes and bylanes of NA, organise a neighborhood drama with the weirdos who didn't have a clue about scripts, dialogues or cues, go off with Baba for a round of golf at RCGC (albeit as his caddie and scorekeeper) or just snuggle up in bed with a book. All this was so blissful.

Oh and I must add here, my Mom belongs to a generation which didn’t know of the existence of “beauty parlours”. Thank God for small mercies, as this finally turned out to be the only ONE 'extra-curricular activity' I wasn’t forced to excel in. Yayayayay!! Freeeedddoooom!
Even better was the fact that I thankfully had other “girl” friends who weren’t obsessed about the beauty parlours except for their usual trims. As a child, it was always Ennis for me. (Calcuttans, does it still exist?)

I won’t say I’ve turned out too bad despite my aversion to the parlour, except for a faint moustache on the upperlip and a few stray beards here and there on the chin (I have just one now. The other one vanished some time ago, much to my surprise). [Digression: I don't go to the gym either. Tried a couple of times though, lasted all of 10 days max.] As regards the moush and the beard, no one seems to mind, especially not N, so saves me all those tears of threading them. Yay yaaay yayy.Freeedooom.

However, Urmi’s been insisting for a while now that I should get some “highlights” on my hair and do some more wild stuff with myself. And, I hate to disappoint people, especially my best friend. But since I can’t get myself to spend Rs 1500 to just colour my hair purple or blue or green or blonde (you can call me wise or stingy, your choice), I chose a much cheaper and easier option.

Since I was anyway getting royally bored at work, I decided to try my hand at something creative. And the only thing I could think of - considering I spend most of the working hours either reading blogs, or commenting on those I read and rarely writing my own - was to give my blog (which incidentally is neither my ego, nor my alter ego) a brand new look. The much needed makeover.

Cheers!JFB, dudher shadh ghole metano! ( Nothing like a good sweet lassi from Bobby da dhaba, Blr)

PS: I’m terribly, horribly technically challenged. So if some kind soul could help me link to the blogs I read, Vodka’s on me.( Those in Calcutta, during my next visit, which maybe shortly, and those in Bangalore, anytime, folks!)

9 comments:

Gamesmaster G9 said...

Arrey! You come Calcutta? Please to tell when.

Priya said...

Will tell, but you have to make a few promises. Bol raaji? :P

Urmea said...

Exactly what wild stuff was I suggesting? Was it very wild? Please to experiment with said wildness and report back!! :)

Otherwise blog looks nice - how 'bout a pair of knee-high boots?

Gamesmaster G9 said...

OK, in spite of my better judgement, and a natural suspicion of 30-something women, I will say raaji.

(Touching wood)

Priya said...

@Ani:Indeed! Will keep u informed, closer to time, if I do go.
@Urmi: Knee-high boots? Very uncomfortable. Paati choti onek better!

The Marauder's Map said...

Congrats on makeover. I hate the very sound of the word ever since I did a story on makeovers which was RUINED by a terrible picture, but neverteless...

One thing though, I know blogger is not exactly overflowing with choices on this, but you could have gone a bit wilder on the template, no?

Priya said...

@MM: Tks. A ruined makeover sounds scary, child. And wilder? Hmmm...next time. But don't curse me if you have to read upside down or bottom to top or diagonally, ok:P

bablu said...

1500 !!! - I would call you wise surely. Waiting for the vodka...

Priya said...

Bablu: The Vodka was for anyone who helped me figure out blogrolling. And it definiteyl wasn't you. Sorry. Better luck next time.