STYLIST’S COLUMNIST BILLIE BHATIA shares what’s on her mind this month
I am born to a generation where if I said to my peers, “Question…” the most likely response would be “…tell me what you think about me”. The lyrics of Destiny’s Child’s are the equivalent to for millennial women. The gospel according to every female figure that has been heralded as the saviour of our sex is that we not only can do it on there was someone at home to open the door for me, my bank account and fingers might have taken less of a beating. If I wasn’t adamant on doing everything myself, I might have graciously accepted the help of someone.
