R is getting married in December this year and in lieu of the epicness of the impending wedding, the gang's decided to go all out and wear sarees for the occasion! I was up for the idea mostly in the name of comedy, because we aren't usually fancy-saree girls, we're more the baggy-tshirts-and-play-mortal-kombat type. So it's going to be pretty hilarious when we all turn up looking fabulous in spiffy sarees. My sense of humour is warped, I know.
An Indian friend taught me to drape one today. And I don't know about you guys, but I think the saree is the sexiest, most beautiful thing a woman can wear. It's gorgeous, the pleats, the draping, the elegance. It's a shocker to me that girls pick their skinny jeans and short skirts over this one.
But then again, donning six yards every morning isn't exactly a walk in the park.