Mahatma Khandi

Mahatma Khandi as sweet and spicy as the curry sauce at McDonald’s. Coined by her inner circle of voices in her head as the all-knowing auntie that brings the “good” potato salad to the BBQ, she thinks she’s Haute couture but she’s more like Haute mess. She believes in the power of equality and stupidity, to describe her in three words would be reductive (right madonna) but she’s Fabuslaysian, she’s Fashion, and she’s hella Fanny.

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