Faking Being Indian Comes Easy

6/2/09
I'm chuffed. I mean I've always thought of myself as a bit of a visionary - some of you can attest to my skills at Guess Who - but this time its undebatable. My dream about the insect bites came into fruition! When I turned to inspect an area that I had been scratching at, I found myself staring at 5 bites in an almost perfect row (I thought I should spare you a picture because there are better things to see).

And so, bugs aside, the great shop off has begun! I've been to every market in a 20 mile radius which means I've only been to about .01% of the bazaars in Bombay. You'll be happy to know that I am still taking requests for designer fakes. I should be heading out to get some nice fake watches in the near future and bags and sunglasses are everywhere for those interested ;).

Since shopping leads naturally into fashion, let me tell you that I feel like an incredibly unfashionable commoner here. How is this possible? It seems that every style-conscious person here wears western clothes! So, here I am, wearing traditional Indian garb, in a town full of skinny jeans and lame printed tees. I suppose it just goes to show that no matter where I go in the world, I always tend towards an old lady sensibility.