The editor of one of India’s leading magazines, Divya was a woman who liked to take charge. Walking toward the foyer, the sound of her heels clicking against the surface, was a kind of music in itself. Taking off her aviators and placing them into her Rachelle, she knew exactly how the day was going to pan out.
Buying a polka dotted dress along with some grey leather ankle boots that she intended to wear to her sister’s BBQ; she thoroughly enjoyed the makeup haul that followed. Divya then treated herself to a glass of white wine paired with her favorite preparation of lobster for lunch. Bliss.Her favorite niece was turning twelve the next day and as excited as one could be, Divya had booked a table for two at the Taj for high tea. A family tradition, she couldn’t help but reminisce when her aunt had invited her for the same all those years ago. A quick stop to Good Earth was mandatory, where she picked up a set of rosewood scented candles.
She couldn’t help but smile when she saw people picking up copies of her magazine at a newsstand. Comfortable in the backseat of her car, she reached into the Rachelle beside her, taking out her very own copy.
For a casual and chic look, put on a striped shirt dress with a pair of aviators.
A pair of white converse, nude lips and the Rachelle Big Hobo a perfect match for your Sunday retail therapy