The Great Saree Adventure

Last year when I attended the reception portion of a wedding in India, I promised myself that if I were ever lucky enough to get invited to a second wedding I was going to get brave and buy a saree to wear.  So, when I got invited to a wedding last week I knew I was going to keep that promise to myself.

I asked a few questions around the office, did a bit of browsing and research on the internet and marched myself into one of the shops I've been admiring for the past couple of years but have been too intimidated to go into.  Satya Paul is a more modern take on sarees, which for some reason feels a bit more comfortable to me.  I walked into the store, found a smiling face and started asking questions.  I didn't want anything too ornate, but wanted it to be fancy enough I'd feel comfortable at a wedding.  I was worried about keeping it on and wanted to make sure the shirt was long enough to cover my stomach, because I'm not ready to experience that part of the culture.

The people at the shop were amazing, they patiently answered my questions helped me try on the saree so I could have an idea of how I'd look (I felt so feminine) and gave me tips that I wouldn't even have thought to ask about.  They also pointed me to a saree I wouldn't have picked up, but is the perfect color for me and is the perfect mix of modern and flash for a wedding.

I'm going to milk my saree adventure for a few more posts - mostly because the saga is just beginning.  I picked up today after they added a "fall" which is a double layer at the bottom where your feet hit the saree when you walk to make it last longer, next up,  a tailor to have the top made.  Then I have to find the perfect jewelry and shoes.  Check back tomorrow for the adventure with the tailor, for now, I'll leave you with a peak of the fabric (above.)

On the way home from the shop, I heard this song from my second favorite Irish group, The Corrs, only behind U2, of course.  It is such a happy song.  One of my favorite concert memories was seeing The Corrs at the winery just outside of Washington with a good friend.  It was pouring buckets (rare in Seattle when rain usually means a drizzle) until minutes before they were supposed to come on, suddenly the rain stopped and didn't start again until after the show - which was AMAZING!  They are one of the groups that are even better live.

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