I just watched a hilarious video of all the funny moments on the runway when a seemingly poised and glamorous model sashays down the ramp, poses, pirouettes and falls! I laughed my guts out and had to give in to the heartwarming feeling of watching them gather what remained of their pride, pick themselves up, give a little girly giggle and continue their walk. Spontaneous and dignified...
I remember being a little girl of 9, watching the Miss India 1994 pageant and idolising Aishwarya Rai. I practised my winning moment for hours, perfecting every graceful tilt of the head, the shocked expression at winning the crown, doing the graceful Beauty Queen walk holding a bouquet blowing out kisses to the ecstatic crowd...I was a pageant crazy kid. I wanted to go to Seychelles and do the fun activities with all the other girls from Philippines and Venezuela and Ghana. I wanted to perfect my swimsuit walk without risking a wedgie *ahem*.
Not much has changed. Today I practise my winning moment for the Oscars or the Most Charismatic Buyers awards...I still practise "the walk" but I've now added "the speech" to this fantasy! It would have to be a witty speech, full of wisecracks and smart inserts. I would regale the audience with tales of my journey and infuse the speech with lots of intelligent humour. *Sigh* I'm so pleased with myself!
I've realised that the famous Kareena Kapoor line "Main apni favourite hoon" was written with me in mind!
I guess I'll never really change. 20 years from now, my fantasy would have changed to probably an award for lifetime contribution to the field of fashion....
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