London thumakda… in a saree!
This saree is one of my favourites. It’s the first saree that my dad bought for Mummy and me. When Nalli’s opened a store in Malleshwaram, I would always find myself going past the store pining for the sarees in the window display. And when we finally made it to the store, I was too late for those Kanjeevarams. But tucked away in the back was this gorgeous Pochampalli silk creation that Mummy and I couldn’t keep our eyes off. And after selecting a few more, we left with this saree, which I’m sure will end up being a Narasimha family heirloom some day.
I wore this on Saturday to a Pakistani wedding reception. It took me weeks to decide between a gorgeous anarkali that would fit right in and this saree that would make me stand out (for the right reasons). Eventually, I went with my instincts and my roots and brought out this beauty from my closet. I have now worn 2 sarees in London in the span of 5 months! Not quite the 100 sarees in the year that the members of the pact are aiming for, but any saree I get to wear here is a bonus for me.
I paired it with my killer Zara heels, and felt incredibly elegant even though those heels killed my feet. Last night’s memories are now among my favourite ones from London.
The collage features a photograph was taken just before we left so my saree and makeup were still intact, a photo of me on the way home (Girl in a Saree on the Tube) and a photo of the first time I wore this saree.