Getafix's Brew

We'd love to collate all the truly fascinating, famous, great and accomplished people of this world and break down their components into molecules to figure out their secret ingredient. After hours under the magnifying glass we hope to find that single entity, no matter how big or small,
that is the source of their power. The pre-teen nerds that were buried within an abandoned moat, come crawling out; they have found a portal for resurrection. Unfortunately, we see that there is no such place or tonic or life experience in particular that brought about their rise but just passion.

                                                                                                         The self-consuming belief that they will do whatever it is to achieve perfection. That not another soul goes hungry on their watch. That no yard of cloth will go unpressed. No sentence taken for granted and no cog without oil. 

                                                                                                                                   Here, within this bubble of their ideas, they don't see deadlines or failures or a well-paying ticket out of this but the hope that tomorrow they will be better, grow higher and never stop feeling what it truly means, to feel alive. Before we define success in terms of closet-contents and wallet-fillers, maybe we can try and put a price to a victorious smile after a hard day's labour. 

The Fuchsia Embrace

As a species, we are obsessed with the idea of clothing. Whether it is the cut of gossamer that drapes your silhouette or the wizardry of brocade against dull and lifeless skin, we are under duress. Even in renouncing its importance, we put the concept of clothing on a pedestal. Is it any wonder, then, why lingerie scales high up on the hierarchy of the ever-changing wardrobe...
                                                                          Borne from the civilizations of Egypt and Ancient Greece, it's not just the history and legends that stood the test of time. Forever evolving and becoming an intrinsic part of the life of every woman and man, lingerie was never something that could stay hidden in dark closets. The evolution is not just in the tailoring but the magnitude of emotion behind it. Arousing spite from feminists, admirers from adolescents and joy from a generation of women. It isn't possible to ignore or hide something that has such visible implications on our daily life. When we go by each day not realizing the sober monotony that takes over our being, women find an escapist solace in the electrifying embrace of a fuchsia brassiere...
                                                                                                                                                 The veil has long been lifted and lingerie still bathes under the spotlight. To evoke furor among conservatives, to pique timid curiosity among the threshold adults, to stir passion within the core of the most frigid men and to temper the soul of every woman who contains, at least, a hiss of sizzle...