Fashion, to me, isn’t just about designer names or hefty price tags—it’s about confidence. It’s the sense of empowerment I feel when I show up as my most authentic self through what I wear. And nothing amplifies that feeling more than stepping into my maximalist, jewellery-obsessed identity.

Over time, I’ve curated a small yet meaningful collection of adornments—earrings, rings, necklaces, bangles, and bracelets. Regardless of whether I’m going all out or keeping it minimal, I love layering my favourite sparkly gold rings and delicate chains. I never forget to add chunky, oddly-shaped cuffs, and earrings borrowed from my mother’s treasured stash to that.

Each item carries its own history. Some were discovered in moments of joy and careful thought, while others—especially the heirlooms passed down from my mom and grandmother—hold deeper emotional weight. A few pieces are as old as my nani’s wedding. They’re not just accessories; they’re fragments of my life. Some remind me of my first solo trip abroad, others of the last birthday I spent with my grandfather before losing him. Each one anchors a moment that mattered.

When I was a little girl, every Teejh, Diwali, or Chhath pooja, I’d get ready with mamma. I used to be desperate to wear her gorgeous bangles even when they slipped right off my tiny wrists. She’d always buy me little clip-on earrings because I didn’t have piercings back then. It made me feel grown-up, special—like I was part of something sacred and beautiful.

When I layer my jewellery, I feel draped not just in metal or stones, but in meaning—wrapped in nostalgia, strength, and a sense of self. I don’t follow trends; I follow instinct. For me, fashion is liberation—the ability to mix bold with delicate, to shimmer in gold today and switch to silver tomorrow, to turn rings into armour and bracelets into rhythm.

It’s a personal language, a way of being. I still remember sitting cross-legged on the floor as a child, watching my mom get ready for a wedding—her bangles jingling, her rings catching the light. She let me try on a pair of bangles and said, “You’ll grow into them one day.” I think I finally have.