Just another rainy day.
Walk, walk, fashion, baby.
A few years back I went shopping for a carpet in Toronto and ended up in a Turkish store, chatting with an Armenian gentlemen. We talked about Kashmiri, Persian, and Turkish carpets, the decline in quality and increase in quantity, we lamented the lack of quality raw materials, the fast fading colours, and most importantly the loss of originality. All said and done my friend ended up getting a beautiful Iranian carpet in wool from them. At the time I thought that his carpet was a steal, today, after hunting for a Kashmiri carpet for over a year and a half I stand corrected.
Shawl time! The borders on this pattu were way too bright though!
Trying too hard to wink. :( On a brighter note I’m making headway with the blow dryer! Yay!
Monkey and moi are BFF’s. Let’s be real the monkey didn’t wear a suede jacket to be cooped in a car. Watch out Ikea!
If life were perfect everyday would be a good hair day. :p
The shawl really works with those shoes! Glamming up all that thesis writing. Help me!!
Hazoori at Hazrat Nizamuddin. This is what I miss about home the most. ;_; Vancouver bound.
