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Rise of Power Dressing: The Female Apparel in the 1980s

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In women's dress in the 1980s, one phenomenon eventually emerges from the noise: power dressing. Far from a fad, it was more a cultural movement to signify growing female muscles within the corporate world. At the same time as women continued to enter the workforce and attain higher ranks within organization hierarchies, their apparel changed to reflect this momentous shift. Power dressing was not about looking good - it was a statement, saying women were reclaiming space that was previously solely male.  At the heart of this revolution was the power suit. Sharp lines, tailored fits, and bold, exaggerated shoulders became the definition of ambition and confidence. To seal power dressing, the role played by designers was therefore crucial, among which were power dressing's key players: Giorgio Armani and Donna Karan. Their designs are masculine in parts and feminine flair, blending into pieces commanding as well as elegant - a reflection of women's increasing position in the

A love interest.

If there were to be a movie about me I know who the love interest would be A sweet boy with a guitar in his hand A wallpaper of his name in the sand His hair messy, curls falling on his forehead He's the prettiest boy I've ever met Just the right amount of beauty and brains  I'm sure he remembers all the names Basketball happens to be his favourite play And he's an admirer of NBA He could be a character in HSM The one you'd fall in love with all over again If he was in a female centric film The protagonist would fall for him For all the movies to ever exist There's always a love interest 

It's not hard to write a poem

It's not hard to write a poem You let your pen flow  On the pages that are blank Filling them with your thoughts You let your hand make movements  To form words on the sheets that lie In front of you, dry, waiting to be filled Slowly, or in a haste  A poem is a thought that lurks  In the darkness when you're trying To fall asleep It is an emotion you feel  When you're waiting for a friend  At the bus stop, and they get late It's a memory of when your parent Held your bag when it got too heavy  When you came back from school  It's anything that sparks you Builds up a will to pick up a pen And jot down a few lines No rhymes It's not hard to write a poem It's not hard to be a poet For a poet is everyone who  Can dream, can think Can stop and look at a street light And imagine how it shines  It's not hard to write a poem For a poet is everyone that smiles

Piece of Us

It was time to bid farewell To those who we held close A moment we dread the most Stood up close Smiles on the faces Tears in the eyes  No one wanted to let go We sat but there were miles Many felt free from a prison And many, felt leaving home Maybe for some,  A stückholm syndrome  From laughing at stupid jokes To making friends and family along the way We all lost some piece of us And gained some of others today...

Love in Movies?

Let's fall in love like they do in the movies  Where he's a bit shy And she's the life of the party And he looks at her, falls in love at first sight With heart eyes and his heartbeat goes up Those love stories of different tropes Friends to lovers Enemies to lovers Strangers to lovers We fit in somewhere, right?  Let's fall in love like they do in the movies  Where she looks at him  And he rides his bike or skates the skateboard With his friends. Maybe they are all high school crushes?  He falls in love with her because they stumbled into each other Books fell but eyes met Let's fall in love like in the movies  Because we'll know that The end will be perfect And that just like him and her We might live happily ever after? 

Kal Shaam...

Kal shaam bhi ek shaam thi Tumhaare labo pe ek muskan thi Hum saamne to the tumhaare Par maheeno ki doori paigaam thi  Dastak de rahi thi dil ki dhadkane Ki harr zarra tumhaara hum mei bas jaaye Raat siyah hone lagi thi Naa jaane ab kab ye raat waapas aaye  Naa jaane kitni baar tumhari aankhon mei Ghar bas gaye the  Aur mohobbat ka izhaar bin bole kar Gaye the Nami bhi thi, Khushi bhi Rooh mei tum humaari yu bas gaye the Hum jaante to the ki raat khatm hogi Subah hogi, tumse mafarqat hogi Phir bhi uss Giroh se lipte hue the Ki ye maasum se lamhe ki firqat hogi Saari duniya bhool se gaye the hum Puri tarah tumhaare Jo ho gaye the hum Kal shaam bhi ek shaam thi  Wo shaam ek khamosh kohraam thi 

Miles

 My mind feels hazy In hold of a trance It's just your memories Of me holding your hands I wanna sleep bare  With you by my side But do I have an option? It's the end of a night You notice I've gone quiet My eyes don't meet yours You ask and I say My mind is in wars I already miss your touch Your smile And I'm not out the door yet But it feels like a mile Oh how I crave you I'm in a state of despair But all I know for now Is it'll all happen again