A. I've grown up with body issues. I was always the tallest in class, and broad. I wore clothes 2-3 sizes bigger than my elder sister’s. I was so in love with big boxy shirts that I would wear my father’s shirts with rolled up denims. I developed an androgynous no-fuss style as a child and I'm still the same
A. All black is my uniform — A pair of destroyed denims with leather-detailed boxy shirt, black oxfords and a top knot. With a swipe of my matte red lipstick, I’m ready to go.
A. Easy, boxy, lazy, androgynous, and no pink please.
A. I’ve had a long love affair with my silver jewellery. I pick up pieces from jewellery designers, or go hunting in Jaipur or Chandni Chowk.
A. I have developed my own version of ‘boxy ethnic’ featuring oversized voluminous silk tunics paired with pleated man pants and layers of vintage silver.
A. Umm… fitted clothes, maybe. This is going to be a tough challenge though.
A. The way a boxy silhouette falls. It keeps the body from looking so uncomfortable and literal. I love the laid-back edginess of drooping shoulders and a big box pleat at the back of a shirt.
A. Amsterdam for its laid-back street style.