Fashion in it’s many forms, often revolves around dialogue, or is stirred by it. As cliché as this may sound, shopping is a form of dialogue. You, a customer, often create dialect with the article of clothing, or accessory that you’re about to obtain. When referring to that, the Emirati brand “Tharb” which’s based in Abu Dhabi, comes to mind.
Late last month, a post came to surface and raided almost everyone’s instagram timeline (mine included). It was about a new music festival, yes a festival, called “Palm” which was set to take place in The Kingdom of Bahrain within the next year.
It’s been four months into the year, and it somewhat feels like I’ve crossed miles, and accomplished a couple things that I set my mind to initially. In spite of that, I keep on thinking of what once was, and how it no longer is. “There really is no past that we can bring back by longing for it, but only a present that builds, and creates itself as the past withdraws.” – The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel.
It’s an event that showcases the preeminent of what Adliya has to offer, be it the art adorned streets, the atmosphere it creates that surely derives the cosmopolitan, and locals, and not to forget the endless memorable moments that you’ll capture with an abundance of pictures, videos, and posts that you will make across your social media accounts; The Nest Festival For Art & Design 2016.
It was an array of pretty pastels, contrasting intersected pieces, motifs that gave off a beach like vibe, brit inspired – of course. Topman’s Gordon Richardson envisioned a youthful group raving around the beach side, before their discovery of Ibiza.
It was all about denim renaissance, innovation created from things that are considered of the mere norm, and the seasonal brilliance that is known as Christopher Shannon.
It was silent, it was an ode, and it was everything that he would’ve brought him joy and child like splendor. Having the news of the venerated New York Times photographer Bill Cunningham a day before, Browne himself asked for a moment of silence.
It’s long over due, but here it is. It’s where the odd within humanity is embraced, it’s where the unconventional is conventional, it’s where the refined get to an unfathomable state of luxe; London.
With only a little over a week left of Ramadan, everyone’s getting ready for Eid. Be it through endless bag carrying due to shopping, phone calls to book a place at a specific parlor, the intense workouts happening at the gym just to lose those extra KG’s, or even the preparations for the family gatherings – which is most probably my favorite.
It was a cohesive mixture of athleticism, a new from of femininely cut silhouettes, architecture, and Pelè-inspired prints.