Cristina Chopalli

Lunch lessons

Lunch lessons

It’s a sunny Saturday and the lunch crowd has vanished. “Radha Kaise Na Jale” throbs through the dining room in blaring brass and oboe two keys lower than

Elevate Her

Elevate Her

I don’t ride in elevators. They are not an easy thing to avoid in a city where cool equals a condo on the highest floor you can afford and still own furniture