a saree from a memorable trip to a city that never disappoints, where there’s always something lovely and laid back to forget this rough hard world in, where i’ve been happy, where i started writing… my first job as a copywriter. where i keep wanting to return. bangalore…
where you get some of the best kanjeevarams.
this one is from an old old shop called rukmini hall in an old wholesale market called chikpet (small market). went with a friend whose mother’s wedding sarees wore bought here.
what a find this shop… when am i going back again?
sime days it just has to be a kanjeevaram.
