FD-IVth semester, that is my class, prepared for the NID fashion show competition and brought out a collection for their theme "Alice in Vegas"
the picture is of the final garment my two friends and I made.Here's the write up I wrote for it.
MAD HATTER: “Alice in vegas? Where’s the wonderland? What’s your story, missy? Care to explain?”
ALICE: I ran and I ran, i don’t quite run so much. But i ran as fast as my legs could carry me. You see, mad hatter, I just had to know. What lay beyond those lines just like the rabbit hole.
I skipped my way through....wondering but not thinking. It was too dazzling to think....too bright to behold. I had to let go of what was me. The clothes that i wore seemed not to fit anymore...and I couldn’t help but drown in that sea.
They offered me wine and dreams. I took both. Hugged them hard and much too close. They hugged me back....enveloping my head. I felt drowsy and weak, a little slow in my tread. It felt warm all over...a pretty good feeling for a heavy hangover. I walked into bright lights and a world unknown, too puzzled to bother, too drunk to know. I walked into a banner....’Vegas’, it read. That’s the last thing I saw before I blurred and fell.
I thought too little and sinned too much. Yet it was such..that The lights weren’t quite so blinding anymore. The streets resembled home. I couldn’t go back now....it was too much to lose. The air around would no more confuse. . The fancy nights and the never ending days made me learn the way around my ways. Suddenly, I knew too much and I could handle it all. People loved me and loved me some more. I was a ‘diva’ for them...was i not? And I loved being the queen of it all.
I rule the fun, mad hatter, come join me some day. It’s the story of alice in vegas...you don’t want to miss the stay.
MAD HATTER: “Cards and music, a little tea..but wine is tempting...tempting indeed. I should be loyal to the wonderland, alice. I shouldn’t be as unruly as you’ve been. Goodbye, my love, I’ve got to get to tea, vegas would be too much for me, however, do wait for me, perhaps... I may... *cackles*”
