Yes, if you combine these three things i.e. men, fashion and west delhi, what you have my friends, is a receipie for disaster!
imagine this, tight red sleevless t-shirt, hairy skinny arms, a belt with a buckle bigger than...oh well...you cant blame one for being ambitious! You get the drift! If you witness all this on one person, you've just met the West Delhi Man! He has an obvious accent (british or american, we're still figuring out!), a big car, big wallet, a big mouth complemented by a bigger ego....
When one is subjected to such glaring 'fashion' , one wonders what happened to good old classic dressing? Men in tuxedoes, or if casual, then simply in classic colours? A girl looking for her prince charming would be greatly disillusioned if she originally envisioned him in a white ralph lauren shirt and classic blue levi's. If that very combination were to emerge on a man from West delhi (somehow), the first five buttons would be undone to reveal an obviously shaved chest (yes, stubble shows there as well!!!), and maybe pointed toe shoes with metallic tips and oodles of gel and an overdose of Eternity....
i'm gasping for breath already! But the thing that discerns these men from the rest (read: boring, regular men!) is large bottoms that are stuffed into jeans or trousers, two sizes too small! yep, the effect? Something a packing and moving expert would take two hours to stuff in a bag, and everything below the waist looks as though its been 'ballooned'. It worked for Marlyin guys, sorry, its clearly not working for you!
Coming to the gait, well, think feigned nonchalance crossed with bulging bottoms oscillating rhythymically to a precise beat...
As critical as it may sound, what's being really targetted here is the reflection of an attitude. An attitude that is passe, it needs to GO. Dudes, your women are far prettier and deserve way better, dont you think its time something changed?
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yeah!!! cool... lovely write up... sumbody actually needed to write all that and laugh it out...uffffff.... me can visualise the streets near Klindi... and the men present there that time.. bet they hvnt changed... ;)
phew.....thats some butt news....aka attitude of west delhi men.....no wonder its not wild wild west in denims and ralf laaren(oops i think they pronounce it there like that!!) but sometimes turbanated mostly buttonless and vastly shameless......woman in delhi have come off age....north beating the south and west raising above the earlier glass ceilings of fashion......move ahoy......wish delhi had a beach ...u bet it would have been fun with fat bottom and woman with stardom......haha
- Kalyan
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i have to admit... embarrassing yet hillarious!!!
given a choice...... (read if wishes were ???)
you could always write the gory details. the movies are way much better than the trailors !!!
thanks for reading my perception...
the world finds it a bit weird!!!
Yes Ma'am. i am a Marian to the spine. it makes me what i am. every bit of me, i owe it to the school.
i sense you to be a species from across the 'great dividing range'.
Loreto Convent???
Name: Pritika Sethi
Age: 25
should be form the class of '99.
correct me if i am wrong.
did i loose your comment??? i did get an autogenerated email but i can't spot the real one... anyways...
yah, i have been here in west since my 8th std. after which ihad to move to bangalore for my engineering. no living soul can describe a satuday evening @ rajouri garden better than yours truly. the ralf lareen and kelvin kleen are no where close :)
i had a gifted versace sweatshirt signed "gianni versace" on the back.
i was stopped and asked..."boss, yeh ginni verma ki tee-shirt kaha se laye ho???"
i can write a book on it. but i guess there's a different side to it. it's the well-read part of the society that makes the difference. money without good education makes a person loud. loud beyond imagination!!! there needs to be a balance, which majorly is absent in this part of the town. in case you need to see the better part, then you should visit a closeby bookstore :)... errr don't... plz don't do that. i take back my words. i just recalled a dude hittin on a chic at a bookstore close to my place... hehe
iguess you were right:))
Yeah, i completely agree with you on that. My ex-girlfriend was from that part, and tell you what, her dressing sense was slightly similar, loud and bright, so that i could see her coming from a mile away. And her attitude and ego was flying even higher.
And now that we are talking of them, why not talk of their most prized possession, cars. Yes, when you see a fast moving desi Schumacher A.K.A Bunty/Happy,who will overtake you in any way possible, with black tints, loud music, shiny alloys, and a sticker on the back saying 'No Fear' you know you are in west Delhi.
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