My mom's closet was my favorite place to "shop," looking for something new among the saris that she's collected over her life: one that she wore for her engagement, one that she took from her older sister, one that was a gift from my Dadi, one that she forgot she had.
As a teenager, I loved wearing her vintage outfits and saris while giving them a cool, modern edge with a sleek blouse or a different drape.
These days I rarely wear saris, but still long to wear that legacy, to put on something that has a story and beloved meaning, something that is so high quality it's been worn for a generation and still has life to give. I've noticed that even my mom and my aunties don't wear their saris as much anymore.
The thought of how many beautiful saris must be sitting in closets, leaving yards of pure silk and chiffon folded away with no one wearing them left me wanting to offer a different way to preserve these pieces. Not tucked away but out in the world. Reimagined, restyled, reclaimed.
So, with Mom's permission, I took one of her red printed saris and created a set that breathed new life into that fabric. One of a kind and close to my heart. A modern heirloom. Heritage honored and proudly carried forward.
