Every now and then my closet starts to display symptoms of inadequacy to me. Although I make sure to add a few articles rather often to keep the fun going in our bitter sweet relationship, yet, from time to time, one look at the stacked racks transport me into this blank space with nothing but a backdrop of minimal music filled with strange chords and riffs. In the days gone by, I quit on walking in and out of stores and boutiqes. It’s quite a task for someone with visible misanthropic traits and who feels easily hounded by that one sales assistant who follows every move and step of yours, until you leave the premises of his territory. Very seldom now that I get myself into such situations. Strangely enough, I also haven’t had enough patience to fix myself in a place for hours and take a dip into the world of seamless websites. Browse through the gazillion pages, one by one, waiting forever.
In this tough situation, sourcing the fabrics and shaping the vague blueprints floating in my head into something tactile makes more sense than anything else. It’s obvious that there are restrictions when it comes to getting clothes stitched, specially when you are not quite a master of sketching. But browsing through all these fabrics, with different textures and material, gives you a kick of it’s own, and the other related grieves seem to grow fainter and insignificant. It’s even more fun when your mind confidently knows the silhouette that the cloth should be converted into, the moment you lay your eyes on it. A corner with an array of Indian Textiles on display is like my Disneyland. Have been visiting a few places here and there for regular sourcing and stitching lately, and this dress is one of the latest creations. Amidst all this, I sense a slight shift in my taste and feel more drawn to subtle colors and prints, diverting from only Basics and Blacks, Whites and Greys. Paired the dress with these Jhumkas I thrifted from my recent visit to Goa. Often find my mind and soul still lingering in the same shop with these gorgeous Banjara style jewels. Maybe a trip to Rajasthan and Gujarat would put a stop to this aimless wandering.