My hair is messy.
Very messy.
So I aggressively oil my hair, tie them up in braids with little red ribbons and what not, so they don't resemble a bird's nest.

But braids don't suit all occasions, you see, and when you're wearing a traditional Indian dress and are bedecked in more jewels than those in a treasure chest, two cute braids don't really sell the look.

My school had a special assembly for Raksha Bandhan eleven days before the actual festival because their organisation skills suck. They suck so bad that they informed me, the anchor, about the assembly thirty minutes before my bus was to arrive on THAT VERY DAY.

So there I go, rummaging through my mother's oversized clothes because I don't own any traditionals and randomly selecting a red dress with some jewellery to go along with it. Unfortunately, I didn't have the time to style my...