Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Blueberry macarons are the worst macarons ever, yo.

We went to see a play on Sunday called Rafta Rafta, about a marriage between an Indian guy and Chinese girl, and how their families react to it (kinda). 

The set, with two levels, was pretty impressive (to me, anyway), but the play was mildly confusing.  For one, a couple of the actors delivered their lines in a slightly stilted way, and for another, we couldn't quite figure out what the point of the play was because the story arc was more constipated than a tiger adrift at sea with a little Indian boy. 

There was something about erectile dysfunction, a couple of affairs and a bit about long hair.  I don't know, you tell me.

Where it scored however, was on it's spot on Indian humour.  I think most families with Indian members kind of find the same things funny and can relate to the exact same kind of parenting.  (Malini and I had a laugh the other day discussing how we're expected to come straight home after work every day and make best friends with our families because that's how it was "back in the day".  And also how you're not expected to date until you're 28 and then the next day you're expected to get married.) 

Subin Subaiah, playing the Indian patriach, overacted mildly, but he was laugh-out-loud hilarious, as was his real-life and on-stage wife, Daisy Irani.  And at one point, he even said, about his "son", who was storming around the stage in a rage: "He walked through here like he was going to do tati in a field."

I almost fell off my seat laughing.  Because "tati", which otherwise refers to the solid component of human waste, is a word I thought only my family used, up until then.  Someone once commented that Asians are often loathe to talk about sex, but will expound on toilet matters at length and in great, delighted detail.  (Viz: "I just took the biggest dump ever")

When we were children, my father educated us roundly on the meanings of various toilet-related expressions used in his own childhood and told us the funniest jokes ever written around them.  As children are wont to do, we fell over ourselves, and once, when we saw the unfortunately named "Tah Tee Drycleaners" van drive past our car on the street, our glee was unparalleled.

So it was wonderful to hear the childhood word used in such a jokey context on stage, and even better to hear the number of people laughing along with me.  (My father even brought it up to me the next day, eyes glazed over with nostalgia.)

 Tulip dress - The Station.  Black pumps - Pretty Fit.
Bangle - Bangkok flea market.  Bag - Louis Vuitton.
Eternity scarf - Present from The D.  Glorious phoenix earrings - Diva (less than $13!!).


I wore my favourite cotton, tulip-skirted LBD to the play.  It's formal yet comfortable, cool in this climate, and I think it's one of the more flattering dresses I own.  As dresses go, it ranks right up there in my wardrobe.

Plus, when I slip it on, it never fails to make me feel breezy and relaxed, as if I'm in my natural state.

Just like tati in a field.


priii said...

love how you're able to incorporate quirky pieces in your style... who else would pair blue phoenix earrings with an lbd?? <3

Shoe said...

Hahaha I just LOVE those earrings!!! And thanks Priya... you're like the BEST READER EVER. Please let me take a picture!!!

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