Top-3 best & worst things with my week so far




Blazer Zara, denim Raey, slippers Isabel Marant

Good morning!

I’m at my usual morning spot – Sequel, in Kala Ghoda. I’ll really miss having my solo mornings here when I move from Colaba back to Bandra… Because yes, that’s what’s up! As a part of my process of resigning and starting off on my own, I’ve decided to move back to Bandra. I absolutely love my flat, but I’m never home. Except for having my office this side of town, I spend about 4-5 nights home every month. I could technically stay in a 5-star hotel once a week for the same money I pay for my rent.

So, in the middle of proposals, full-time work, a fashion shoot for Saif’s sister’s brand, and some meetings for WAC, I’m going to see some more flats today with my broker. May as well do it all in one go, right?

What else is new? Below are a few of my thoughts on some recent high’s and low’s…

3 worst things about this week so far

  • My stomach. It’s consistently bad. Not even bad – it’s terrible. I did a bunch of tests and everything is clear/pointing towards lactose intolerance. I’ve tried cutting out dairy entirely this week… What is even weirder is that my stomach tends to get better the second I leave Indian soil. I won’t even change my diet. Is it the air?! Seriously. Stay tuned for progress update…
  • I still haven’t booked my ticket home, because I’m waiting for an update on some visa related stuff. I’m dying to go home, and I miss my family. It would be so nice to be home for Valborg (a Swedish tradition where we celebrate spring)
  • The flush on my toilet broke. Every time I flush my bathroom gets flooded. I guess this is a very silly problem to have – so I’m blessed, really. Blessed with a leaking flush.


3 best things about this week so far

  • All the changes that are happening in my life right now – I feel so happy, light and energised! It’s like I’ve been waiting to get here for so long, and now it’s finally happening. Slightly scary, but so exciting.
  • My business cards! I may have driven my graphic designer mad in the process, but I’m so excited about my new business card design. And we’re redesigning the logo for WAC. Showing you, soon!
  • It’s my birthday next week! On Tuesday, in fact. Saif and I are trying to decide whether we should go to Bangkok next weekend, for a mini-getaway. If work allows, that’s what we’ll do. Please share all your Bangkok recommendations with me!

Happy early Easter

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Top and high-waist pant Topshop, sneakers Veja

Easter is coming up, and most schools and offices are on Easter holiday. Everyone’s excited – to spend time with family, eat good food, and decorate the house with colourful feathers and chocolate eggs.

Growing up, I was showered with love, but these holidays still have a tendency to leave me with this weird feeling-combination of excitement and a sinking feeling in the stomach. Holidays are weirdly associated with that everything should be fun and special. That you’ll be surrounded by happy people who all love each other so, very much. That it will be a beautiful, lifelong memory to look back at.

With this I basically want to say that, its not like this for everyone—in fact, its not like this for most people. With divorced parents. With one parent, or with no parents at all. With family that’s fighting with each other. When you can’t afford a celebration. Or when you’re a single parent who’s kids have grown up and moved out of the house: in the case of my own family—to a different continent. If you’re experiencing either of this, I just want to say that it’ll get better. As you get older (and wiser), you choose what holidays you want to consider holidays vs. just normal days off. It gets easier. And Swedes, lets please get better at including people. Invite people home for the holidays even though they’re not related to you by blood—Indian style.

And lastly, if you’re actually alone this holiday – use it as a time to recharge, hang around naked at home, learn spending time alone without being lonely, eat good food—not the kind you should be eating because its a tradition, but the kind you ACTUALLY love…