Take a look at this pic, now.
See, this is my gorgeous gharchola. In firozi and rani pink. With a turquoise blue petticoat stitched by my own self (cut by the Ma's self) with a deep, matching lace border. With thread-bound bangles in the same perfect tones of pink and blue. With a white linen hanky with matching blue lace. I'm wearing a little string of uncut turquoises from Badrinath and perfectly matching pink dangly earrings.
The blouse is badly stitched but I managed to rectify the shape to some extent. All string-backed and so on.
Rahul pulled at the pallu and tore the safety-pinned place at my shoulder so I cried for an hour that night and complained to whoever would listen (which was basically nobody).
Anyway, so the other day I was at the Industree sale and I saw the perfect thread anklets in rani pink and firozi. :) The rest, as they say, is history.
Am trying to work up the will to give them away. They are very pretty, with little bells on, but they may be a bit much, even for me.
Anyway, while you all frown at me, here's something to make you feel a little better:
That's no walking stick. It's actually a dinky affair that makes a sound like a whistle when you rotate it. But it's a good pose, no?
And here is (a portion of) something else that I bought at the sale:
This was bought for a little boy who can say aaatiii ("haati" with a soft t is Bengali for elephant) and paapi ("paakhi" is Bengali for bird) and has been saying kukku since March ("kukoor" is Bengali for dog). He can also say many other things but mostly chooses not to. Like baadoor ("baNdor" is Bengali for monkey, although I should admit "badoor" is Bengali for bat).