Sari tales...

For the people belonging to this part of the world,Saraswati Pujo is hailed as the Bengali Valentines' day.I'm not that fond of the original Valentines' day itself,let alone the Bengali version of it.When I was a kid,Saraswati Pujo meant dressing up in my mother's too subtle for a five or six year old silk saris and feeling claustrophobic after an hour or two.In the early teen,it meant settling for the best zari-embroidered sari possible to impress the dishiest guy around.Then,as I grew up,Saraswati Pujo started holding less and less significance for me.It just became one of those rituals which was blown out of proportion and therefore,made me hate it with a lot of passion.But I love wearing sari occasionally though.I still do.And given my hectic schedule,I hardly get to wear something as lazy and time-consuming as a sari.I'm graduating this year.So,attending Saraswati Pujo as a student comes to an end,finally.I thought I should grace my college with a visit this year.But I was busy with a lot more things.So,didn't get to plan my outfit properly.

The sari was a Durga Pujo gift from my aunt but I didn't get to wear it on Ashtami,thanks to the desperation of meeting a friend I hardly get to see in spite of living in the same city and a hookah session that lasted a little too long.I had no other occasion to wear it thereafter.So,I decided,Saraswati Pujo it is.
                                                                                                                                 Like I said,I didn't have too many fancy things at my disposal.Fashion Bombay announced the arrival of 'pile all your bracelets up,ditch the minimalist elite snob in you' trend.So,I took the bangles out from my closet.The goldens and browns looked too matchy-matchy.So,I added the current favorite silver owl pendant and the pretty but somewhat flashy silver jhumkas(not visible in the pictures,*Tears*),apart from the silver nose ring I've been sporting these days,just to add a little contrast.I'm in love with this vintage Kolhapuris for a long time.So,they were an obvious choice.And I threw in the Taj Mahal embroidered Rajasthani sling on my sari because well,
i)I love it to death.
ii)Not too many people carry slings with saris.
iii)I love to stand out.
But sadly,even the sling isn't visible in the picture.No brownie points for my photographer for sure!*Wink*