There is an incredible, unbothered arrogance in the assumption that a woman’s wardrobe is open for public jurisdiction. It is one of ...
When life is a non-stop spiral of deadlines, traffic light geometry, and endless to-do lists, the capital stops being a living, breathi...
There is a particular pleasure in reading someone who can laugh at herself without rushing to tidy up the embarrassment afterwards. In ...
Art history has a way of making complicated journeys look inevitable. Artists are celebrated, movements are named, and works find their...
There is something rather refreshing about walking into a hotel and not being greeted by the usual hotel reception setup. No immediate ...
I was still in primary school when Sri Lanka’s civil war was raging. I wasn’t living at the centre of the conflict, but even from a...
At Hong Kong Fashion Fest, a conversation with Hong Kong Design Centre’s Rainy Chan went beyond fashion, touching on the less glamoro...
Do you know your neighbour’s name? Not the one who parks the white SUV next door. Not the family whose dog barks every evening. Th...
There is a persistent temptation to talk about Asian fashion as though it were a category waiting to be defined: a recognisable aesthet...
There are few things quite as distinctly Sri Lankan as a Big Match. For generations, these school cricket encounters have been about fa...
There is a particular moment in the life of a restaurant when the opening-night excitement has worn off, the first reviews have been wr...
When I used to teach social psychology, one of the first things we would unpack was how ordinary people manage to live with terrible co...
I have eaten durian for years without ever really knowing anything about it. That sounds ridiculous when you say it out loud, but it is...
Every nation tells stories about itself. Some do it through museums. Others through history books, national anthems or political speech...
This week’s lineup is a total study in contrasts: a massive, highly anticipated return that devolved into an insufferable, bloated dr...
Some restaurants make themselves impossible to ignore. Others quietly sit in plain sight, waiting for the right moment to be discovered...
The spaces Taru creates are often the first thing people notice. Thoughtfully designed, deeply rooted in place, and unmistakably Sri La...
This week’s watches couldn’t be more different on paper, a small-town murder comedy and a true-crime documentary about one of the m...
We were midway through a WhatsApp call - Chandrasekaram navigating an afternoon in Australia, me on the other end in Colombo - when the...
What if a Sunday morning in Colombo could feel a little like a stroll through a French village? On June 21, La Maison de Colombo will ...
As wedding season unfolds, more Sri Lankan couples are choosing intimate celebrations over grand receptions. Is it simply about cost, o...
There is a version of Sri Lanka that we like to present to ourselves. Cultured. Spiritual. A country of ancient civilisation and deep m...
This week’s Watchlist is a masterclass in aggressive, over-the-top excess. Just on completely opposite ends of the spectrum. On one s...
The Monday following the second Sunday of May is characterized by a specific kind of quiet. The digital sirens have ceased, the floral ...
The concept of the modern High Tea has often risked becoming a clichéd affair of frozen pastries and uninspired spreads, but Table by ...
This week felt like a reminder that influence doesn’t always follow logic. Some things hold their place long after their time has pas...
This week’s Watchlist is all about the shiny and new, or at least, things that look new until you look a little closer. We’re headi...
We have all been there. You’re sitting on the sofa, staring at a paragraph you’ve already read three times. Your mind is wandering ...
There is a specific, fleeting window of time in Colombo where the city seems to hold its breath. It happens just as the sun begins its ...
