Lord knows I had what you could call many fashion Don'ts in my day.
It's pathetic to have regrets about fashion. Things to do with my life, yes, I have regrets there.
I've worn some ugly shoes.
The worst thing I ever wore, really, was rubber pants, but I don't think that was a cliche. They were just way too hot. Rubber doesn't breathe. I look back on my photos, and I dig them. I think I look really cool.
I regret a couple of wardrobe decisions.
Hiding at the back of every woman's wardrobe, regardless of her age or shape, you'll find a sad and sorry collection of all her fashion howlers and regrets.
No self-respecting gay guy would have ever made some of the hair and clothing choices I am still trying to live down.
I remember wearing a mix of orange and yellow color salwar kameez for my first Kannada film, Maharaja.' It looked absolutely hideous and it was very embarrassing for me to sport that outfit.
Somebody showed me a picture of some event I went to back in the day, and I was really going heavy on the turquoise jewelry, and it was not good. I was like, 'OK, I guess that was a phase that needed to happen.'
I like clothes that you can't tell what era it is, clean, and something I can look back at in ten years and not say, like, 'what the hell was I thinking?!'
Fashion is a dangerous road to go down. Anybody who is going to have children later in life had best not be too fashionable because the photos will come back to haunt them.
When I look back on the stuff I used to wear, I wonder why somebody didn't try to stop me. Just a friendly warning, "You may regret this," would have been fine.
