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CULTURE & SOCIETY   Lifestyle

LET A DIAMOND CUT MY SOUL

A slew of über-rich lifestyle magazines is hitting the market. Nisha Susan gawks at the new Indian they are touting


   
Are you a person of taste? You should drink a bottle of Maldivian coconut brandy (Rs 4 crore), and have sex in space (Rs 163 crore)
Glossy magazines were once an innocuous pleasure, a matinee ticket to mild fantasy, until the culture doctors jumped in and told us that we are what we flip through. This summer what we are flipping through is a slew of new lifestyle magazines, and if we are what they say we should be, it’s time the psychoanalysts moved in. Helen Gurley Brown once said she thought of her magazine Cosmopolitan as a ‘sophisticated older sister.’ If that is so, the magazines now hitting the Indian market are brazen sirens, not advising you on the right mascara or how yesterday’s idlis can become tasty tiffin today, but hissing sibilantly at you to get a life, get some taste.

The Indian editions of Hello! and Ok! are already here, Vogue is due to arrive later this year, and Outlook and India Today have recently launched their lifestyle supplements, Envy and Spice. Poised as style guides, these magazines offer yachts, aeroplanes, space tourism, watches that cost Rs 1 crore and the right way to eat an ortolan as ordinary preoccupations for the well-heeled Indian. (In case you were wondering, the ortolan is a small bird that serious gourmets like drowned alive in fine cognac and eaten whole. The magazines also tell you that chewing the ortolan takes approximately 15 minutes.)

Are you a person of taste? Then you should have a wax model of yourself made (Rs 1 crore), drink a bottle of Maldivian coconut brandy (Rs 4 crore), cook on a gold-plated barbecue grill (Rs 5 lakh), have sex in space (Rs 163 crore) and presumably write about these experiences with pens made of enamel and gold (Rs 1.9 lakh). One imagines Mr Millionaire eating his butter chicken shamefacedly behind thickly curtained rooms because he knows he ought to be eating spargel, for instance — white asparagus (Spice’s July issue devotes four pages to ‘this season’s uberdish’).

So how is one to read these magazines and the “new India” they seem to signpost? Some observers think they are an outrage in a developing country. Madhu Trehan, veteran editor-journalist, believes these magazines fly in the face of ethical journalism. “There is nothing wrong with aspiration, wanting to move ahead, making more money, sending our children to better schools. Companies have to promote their products, but it ought to be an editorial decision not to brainwash consumers into buying things they don’t need.”

But others point out that these magazines are merely flashes of lightning that illumine the huge wealth sloshing about in contemporary India. Time Asia reported in 2006 that 1.6 million households in India earn around Rs 45 lakh per year and spend about Rs 4 lakh per year on “luxury/very premium” goods and services. Time also said this number would probably cross 3 million by 2010.

Still, you might wonder who these magazines are for. Are they for the uber-rich, the ones who presumably read them and think, “Let me buy a necklace of golden crocodiles locked at the tails, and studded with 1,023 yellow diamonds to cheer myself up”? Are they for the middle-class gazing longingly yacht-wards? Or are they just vehicles for advertisements? Either way, it would be a mistake to merely toss them aside. They are a sociological symptom.

AD Singh, owner of the Olive restaurants, hangout of the super-swanky, says that the magazines have, in fact, arrived right on time, rescuing the wealthy from the hypocrisy of hiding their desire for luxury. “People in India now have a larger disposable income. These magazines help them understand and acquire the symbols of wealth. They guide their decisions. We have censured the well-off for a long time. Why shouldn’t they spend their money? They have worked hard for it.”

Shefalee Vasudev, editor of Marie Claire India, believes these publications create desire – “expand the realm of the good life” – regardless of whether you can afford them. “People don’t necessarily go out and buy the exact things they see in magazines. But they will buy something similar or affordable replicas. So, these magazines pump overall purchases.”

Media is perhaps one of the most powerful barometers of social character. If that is so, the new Indian elite many of these new magazines are moulding may well end up believing that “nation-building” lies only in fuelling economic boom with idiosyncratic excess. As ad filmmaker Prahlad Kakkar says, “These magazines are paving the way for the entry of luxury goods like Dolce & Gabbana, Hermès, Jimmy Choo and Gucci which are all coming to India soon.”

Examine the impact of just one category of these heralds of hyper consumerism. In the last five years, no lifestyle magazine has produced an issue without at least one column imploring you not to get those wines wrong when serving mutton curry (What, no ortolan?) Now we even have Sommelier India, a magazine devoted to wine. Is it surprising that wine sales have grown at 25 percent per year since 1998?

Spice and Envy and publications of their ilk carry a message. Decades of shame at being a rich Indian in a poor India are over. Ernest Hemingway said the rich are different from us because they have more money. Now the rich seem not unlike what the magazines tell us about white asparagus. “Although not genetically different, white asparagus is nuttier than its sturdier green cousin.”

And nuttier is what we green cousins want to get.

July 07 , 2007

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