Ok, so I live in India, I don’t speak any of the languages.
I’ve never worn a saree.
And I’m likely to leave at the end of the year.
I’m never going to learn a language before November, so I’d best get on with wearing a saree.
Fortunately I had a very posh and very glamorous wedding to go to in the UK in March, so it seemed the perfect moment to get my ethnic on (and no, that does not mean going head to toe in Kelly green).
Oddly Indian people are always complimentary, even thrilled, by foreign ladies wearing local dress.
But for me, I tend to think most white girls look either completely ridiculous, or like a pile of laundry.
Personally I wanted to be neither laundry or ridiculous, so it’s fortunate that I have a client who’s a style blogger – the lovely Goldy – so I asked her to help me out in the tricky matter of a white girl in a saree.
The dress code for the evening do was very clear that it had not only was black tie, but only black, white or black and white. So deciding white would lead me closer to the ‘pile of laundry’ style than I wanted, a black saree it would be.
Last season black sarees were all the rage, but that’s passed now (fashion in sarees is a fast moving thing), and Goldy was naturally concerned I’d be judged by the high fashionistas at the wedding for wearing last season.
I assured her, that no-one at the wedding was up on this seasons saree look and I could probably wear something three years out of fashion and no-one’d notice.
However, buying something that was last season meant there wasn’t too much of a choice – and it’s all about choice in India. And colour. So it rather perplexed the people in the shop that we only wanted black and silver, nothing else.
Frankly they couldn’t quite believe it and kept bringing us black and purple, black and gold, black worked all over with little bits of red. Out and out blue. No, black and silver please.
But I’m getting rather ahead of myself here, I’ve yet to tell you about the joys of saree shopping.
But so I don’t overload you with saree facts, I’m going to break this post into three parts…
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