I got an antique sari today. It’s sublimely beautiful: a dusty sky blue, gossamer-fine, sheer silk with real zari woven borders and pallu (the zari has tarnished a bit in some of the folds). The field is plain, but the blue color is so beautiful. The woman I bought it from said her grandmother purchased it in Delhi in the 1940’s.
It’s very simple but absolutely gorgeous. When I shop for sarees in India, I always have to argue with the sales guys to show me “Simple! simple! more simple!!” They only want me to see the ones decorated like Christmas trees.
Now somebody quick! Get married and invite me so I can wear it!