Thursday, November 15, 2001
Like much of humanity, I love getting into new clothes.
But, these days, shirts and trousers come with so much of excess baggage, that the pleasure of getting into them is soured by the time you have them on.
I counted nine pins, a lot of plastic (around the collar, especially), four different labels, and plenty of butter paper stuffed with cardboard in my Diwali shirt.
It took me 10 minutes to have the shirt open and another five to undo the buttons -- damn, had just cut my nails and the raw edges of my fingers hurt -- before I could get into them.
But, these days, shirts and trousers come with so much of excess baggage, that the pleasure of getting into them is soured by the time you have them on.
I counted nine pins, a lot of plastic (around the collar, especially), four different labels, and plenty of butter paper stuffed with cardboard in my Diwali shirt.
It took me 10 minutes to have the shirt open and another five to undo the buttons -- damn, had just cut my nails and the raw edges of my fingers hurt -- before I could get into them.
# posted by Ashok @ 1:04 AM 
