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   Saturday night, the wife took me to the Eve's Weekly-Okay fashion show... (February 24, 1986)

Saturday night, the wife took me to the Eve’s Weekly-Okay fashion show and beauty contest. The models for the fashion show looked better than the contestants for the Miss India and Miss Bombay titles (much better); the women in the audience looked better than the models (though not much better), the clothes that were fashioned looked better than the women, and the music was better than the clothes. If there were not women on the stage, I would have closed my eyes and listened to the music all through. There were eight contestants for the title, and none of them looked half as beautiful as Meher Mistry did when she was crowned Miss India. I understand, these days it is difficult to get contestants for Miss India contests. There were eight models, six girls and tow men, and I would not be able to explain what the men were doing at an Orkay fashion show or an Eve’s Weekly fashion show. It was difficult to see what they were wearing because the lights kept flickering like at The Cellar or Studio 29. The Miss India contestants came on the stage one by one, walked down a ramp on high, heels with some difficulty, then stood in a line, like they had applied for bob with Air-India as air -hostesses. I thought for that job they would all have been selected. The male models wore slightly fancier clothes than the women models. The women models walked with their bustlines out (except one who was totally flat chested), the male models with their backside out. At one stage the two male models did some karate poses, though neigther of them smashed blocks of ice. Meanwhile the potential Miss India reappeared on the stage, one by one, and introduced themselves. “I am Miss Chanda Patkar, I am studying F.Y.B.A. Jhunjhunwall Collage. Thank you.” The judges were evidently finding it difficult to make a choice among them. But the final moment, the great climax had arrived. Mrs. Weekly invited the entire Orkay family on the stage. Also, all the judges. Then somebody backastage announced the name of the winner (no, it was not Miss Chanda Patkar). I notice that among the judges was my friend, Nusli Davar, the young financial wizard and business editor. These days, it is difficult not only to find candidates for beauty contests but also judges for beauty contests.

 
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