The Dance of Kali. That is the name of the saree I wear in my version of a casual bengali style drape. I spent the day at home in this uber stylish and gossamer soft cotton Laal Paar. The slayer of demons does her victorious dance all over this saree.

This drape is a tribute to all the Bengali Bombshells on the pact. For me, being Bengali means refinement of taste, a love for art and larger than life romance and history. You’ve brought that to the pact, Shundoris. Thank you.

Shoumik Dé, thank you for joining us so early on the pact and cheering us on right through.

Me, I’ve been called an elephant. (Very little refinement there.)

As a child my mother would compare me to an elephant’s trunk because I couldn’t sit still. It is said an elephant never stops moving it’s trunk as long as it is alive. Did you know that ?

Clearly I haven’t changed, I was busy talking to the daughter as the husband was trying to get me to look at the camera.

The Dance of Kali is a gift from a dear friend on the pact who was called Madanyu- baby elephant by her family. ( Hamara kya hoga, Madanyu ? )

Deepa Mehta, I will wear this saree with great pride. It shall always remind me that Durga is within each one of us.

I am Shakti.

Saree #91 #100sareepact

Did the chaabi ka guchcha too. Photo in comments.