the no pants april project

its that time of year again. . .

that time of year to say goodbye to pants and wear only skirts and dresses!

i’ll be documenting my month of pantslessness on my flickr site.

you should consider joining our celebration of spring and creativity and live sans pants with some of us this month!

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photos from this weekend in charlottesville coming soon!

my favorite things – turbans

+ riding a camel + wearing a turban + india +

+ elsie + turban + michael jackson the camel + india +

+ the sartorialist + blue turban + city scene +

+ camel, day two + red turban + india +

+ bike + neon turban + india+

+ garance dore + silk turban + new york +

+ a man + his store + red turban + india +

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more of my favorite things:

+ birds

+ antique shops

+ patterned fabric

what i wore wednesday: week 11

sorry for the  belated post, but this is what i wore wednesday two weeks ago. after two days in the same j.crew hunter green turtleneck, andrew challenged me to go a third day. . .  so. . .  of course i had to accept his challenge and get creative.

i’m proud {?} to say that this lovely shirt never left my body for three days. distressing? perhaps, but i wore it differently everday so no one knew it.

also, the hat concealed some sexy unclean hair. . .

all together it was a look inspired by laziness and the upcoming winter!

last week’s what i wore wednesday post coming soon.

and. . . a song about hysterical strength.

lessons learned: how to wear a sari

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“dear God,” she prayed, “let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. let me be gay; let me be sad. let me be cold; let me be warm. let me be hungry. . . have too much to eat. let me be ragged or well dressed. let me be sincere – be deceitful. let me be truthful; let me be a liar. let me be honorable and let me sin. only let me be something every blessed minute. and when i sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.”

– betty smith, a tree grows in brooklyn

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one lazy afternoon in bapatla, i had the urge to find material to make a sari {* or saree, depending on how you like to spell it}. after a long hunt through town and the neighboring town, i finally came across this lovely black, gold, and orange material. i found help from one of the women {pictured in the second image} at the children’s home and she helped fit and sew the top to my size. by the next day, i had a brand new and beautifully fitted sari.

it turns out when you’re bored in india one of the best ways to occupy your time is to play dress up. the women at the children’s home got so excited and all of them helped get me ready for the day. all together, the process took maybe three hours. they put on and took off the sari dozens of times – to make it look perfect – they gave me heaps of bangles, necklaces, and even put fresh jasmine in my hair.

i loved learning all that it takes to wear a sari, but i also learned just how difficult it is to go about your normal routine while wearing that much material. i am unfortunately not the best at keeping it on, and it didn’t help that i ended up going for a swim in the bay of bengal with it on. . . not only is a sari difficult to wear by itself, try wearing one in the ocean!

it now smells a good bit like india and saltwater.

i cannot wait to go back to that place one of these days. . .

what i wore wednesday: week 10

whoa, made it to week 10!

in my little {achy} head, 10 weeks is a long time, but the past 1o weeks have positively flown by. how is it that october is already almost all gone?

i am not going to lie, i spend most of my weeks waiting for the weekend to come around, but. . . that is no way to be living!

that said, happy weekend!