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Faith and Fashion

People can be fanatics about their faith.  They can also be fanatical about fashion.  Simply put some think their 'faith in fashion' makes them fashionably faithful.  That is a mouthful.

Here is a sampling of what I mean -
  1. Do Sardarjis (practioner of Sikhism) ever develop a bald spot?  I have not actually encountered one.  Now that is a classic example of the faith driving their fashion preference.  That of having to wear a pointed hat all the time.  This time to their advantage.  I mean because the faith advises to constantly wear a hat you never know what is hiding underneath.  Like someone said only when the tide goes out can you see who was swimming naked.  No chance of that for these faithful.  So they can live long with the others thinking that they are blessed with a luxuriant mop that does not fade.
  2. Yoga Pant-vasion - this new invasion of the spandex like leggings that has American women (some men) hopping (sometimes as part of the yogic routine) with brand names that are as fruity as the crowds that sport them (Lulu lemon?) is another example.  I mean how many of these wannabe yogis and yoginis are actually in it for the faith?  Faith in Yoga I mean?  It is more fashionable to get on a bus wearing one so everyone else gawks at you thinking you might be amazing in various poses.  That they will never find out is another matter.
  3. Being late - Some Indians - make that a lot of Indians or 'ex'pats - tend to arrive late - make that very late to an event with a specific invite time - they are always fashionably late.  That they have faith in their host who also expects them to arrive late jives with their 'pat' psyche. 
  4. Country music stars weddings and divorces - They write a lot about faith and beliefs but also tend to head to splitsville because the gumbo (chemistry) was not quite right. This refers to the singers and song writers that hail from the latitude that runs immediately south of Washington DC.  Calling it the south has histroric reasons but anything below this imaginary line is considered the south in the American lexicon.  A few hours of driving south of DC makes it the deep south.  The deeper you go the higher is the chance to run into divorcing souls that tend to veer from their faith which made them vow 'to have and to hold' (I think it is implied that the having and holding refers to the bank balance or perhaps moonshine).
  5. iPhony Jeans - While wearing jeans can be close to a religious experience - I tend to wear them for long periods - sometimes all days of the week so I know, there is a species - make that millenial/ generation of gals that tends to wear theirs half off their butt.  Couple that with their faithful fascination for Apple Devices parked in the back pocket with more than half the iphone sticking out makes for a strange sight.  It is like a cult in any major metro area.  Malls, transit (to the extent that this generation takes transit to anywhere) restaurants or bars - they all perch on stools, or benches with the blingy fruit making a prominent appearance to go with their underwear display - ready to whip that device into action to text or tweet yall about how the beer in this bar sucks.
Now that I have faithfully made these observations it is time for some Shavasan.  I too have to watch my fashionable figure after all.

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  1. the last one can be the site of some yummy bummy sponsored tattoes to counter the Apple bummer.

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