And just to be clear, I’m not demanding that our nation’s seniors clean up their filthy mouths. I’m saying it’s time to stop acting like it’s an automatic punchline. Netflix’s Grace Frankie is about two elderly ladies who like their fuck words, but it’s also a pleasant story about aging and fitting into a world that sometimes seems intent on leaving you behind.
In the 19th century, during the galvanisation of the national sentiment based on the ancient history and culture of the area, a term shastriya sangeet was coined or was dug up and dusted from the archives to contemporise and make it in synch with the rising tide of nationalism, reflective of the right of people to be masters of their own destiny. Shastriya meant what was in the shastra, the book, implying the sacred nature of the role secured by its longevity and continuity. It was placed at par with other ancient sacred acts and theories which were being reinvented for modern India..
As one of the original Big Six supermodels of the 1990s, her distinctive beauty mark, big hair and sultriness made Cindy stand out. At a time when heroin chic was en Vogue, Crawford’s gorgeous curves landed lucrative deals with Revlon and Pepsi that made her a household name, and she became one of the most commercially successful models. However, that didn’t mean high fashion houses weren’t interested she straddled both worlds, walking the runways for the likes of Dolce Gabbana, Chanel and Versace.
In any case, I went downtown to Zuccotti Park to see if it really is the equivalent of Madagascar. My staff of thousands shamed me into it. If intellectuals like Slavoj Zizek, Cornel West, Jeffrey Sachs, Joseph Stigliz, Frances Fox Piven, and Lawrence Lessig, could show their support for the protest, then the least a yahoo like me could do is put in an appearance and take a few snapshots..
Actress Taylor Schilling certainly turned a few heads at the ceremony. The ‘Orange is the New Black’ star wore a glitter Peter Pilotto dress with a very plunging neckline. She then finished off her look with a pair of nude Jimmy Choo heels. Our small but charming hotel, Minzifa, was hidden in the backstreet of a neighbourhood which looked rather down at the heel at first sight, but we soon realised that hidden behind the faceless walls were beautiful homes, museums and galleries worth discovering. Tall, carved wooden pillars surrounded open courtyards and rooms with dozens of small niches and piles of printed velvet blankets. The deep red Bukhara carpets, and textiles with gold embroidery, were the handiwork of local craftsmen.