A Quote by Mumtaz

Some years ago, I landed in Mumbai with no eyebrows, no eyelashes, or hair. I wore a mask over my nose and yet people came up to me and asked, 'aren't you Mumtaz?' — © Mumtaz
Some years ago, I landed in Mumbai with no eyebrows, no eyelashes, or hair. I wore a mask over my nose and yet people came up to me and asked, 'aren't you Mumtaz?'
When I was a child I asked my mother what homosexuality was about and she said - and this was 100 years ago in Germany and she was very open-minded - 'It's like hair color. It's nothing. Some people are blond and some people have dark hair. It's not a subject.' This was a very healthy attitude.
The only thing I know about being Asian is that my hair is black and my eyelashes are straight and I have strange eyebrows.
I remember when I first started to be photographed, people couldn't understand how it was possible to go around with no eyelashes, no eyebrows. Now it's much more accepted for people not to wear eyelashes or lipstick or whatever they do, but then it was quite freaky. Um, a kind of boiled look.
One year, I was a go-go girl for Halloween, and I got all this glitter eye shadow, my hair was poufy with braids, I was wearing all these different colors and fake eyelashes that went all the way up to my eyebrows. I totally enjoy the whole Halloween feel.
A friend came over to the house a few days ago and read one of my poems. He came back today and asked to read the same poem over again. After he finished reading it, he said, It makes me want to write poetry.
I am the same person who came to this city Mumbai a few years ago to act in Hindi films, and I am just continuing doing that. I did not change as a person. All that happens is people change around me.
During the initial two years in Mumbai, it was lonely and awkward for me, till I made some friends in South Mumbai.
A lot of people look back ten years ago and go, 'Why was I wearing that?' I look back a year ago and say the same thing. The craziest outfit I ever wore was this white suit that I wore to an awards show in L.A. that I teamed with yellow shoes. It was interesting. It popped.
When I came to Mumbai eight years ago, I had a realistic approach. I was sure that nobody will give me work... And I was also very choosy about wheat kind of work I did.
I made a mask out of my face because I didn't realize I was quite beautiful. God blessed me so. I practically destroyed it. I had to wear heavy black eyelashes like bat wings, and dark lines under my eyes, and cut all my hair off, my long dark hair. Cut it off and strip it silver and blonde. All those little maneuvers I did out of things that were happening in my life that upset me.
I only have to do three things to look halfway decent. Curl my eyelashes, fill in my eyebrows and put some lipstick on.
She thought of the hardness and the coldness she had cultivated over those years and wondered if they were the mask she wore or if the mask had become her self. If the longing inside her for kindness, for warmth, for compassion, was the last seed of hope for her, she didn't know how to nurture it or if it could live.
By the 1980s, practically no one under 60 in the real civilian world wore hats for anything except weddings, funerals or Ascot. Hats had been in competition with hair, and hair had won. Thirty years before that, Brits of all classes and ages wore hats all the time.
I'm very much over my hair. If it was up to me, I'd have cut it a long time ago.
I'm very much over my hair. If it was up to me I'd have cut it a long time ago.
Several years ago, I was asked by a songwriter's association to go to Nashville - I think it involved some kind of award - and be part of the showcase. It was myself and Stevie Winwood and Michael McDonald and then some country people that I didn't know. The whole community was just so welcoming to me.
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