Each saree has its own unique story, from the hands that make them to the people that drape them. Woven into its fabric are the hearts of artisans, a set of practices and patterns representing traditions. When a person drapes a saree, they become part of that narrative, adding their chapter to its story.
My very first association with a saree, was when my sisters would drape a 5-year-old me in shawls and or half-folded sarees of our mother. I was their little doll and I really felt like it. Even today as I drape myself in one, I revisit that feeling of a young me feeling adored.
Over the years my relationship with sarees has evolved many folds. From wearing them at functions, to traditional days in schools and colleges. I carry many memories with sarees.
One other prominent association I have with sarees is that of Maturity. I have watched strong women around me, full of aspiration, drive and the leadership ability to take over the world, do it all, gracefully, draped in sarees. With no scope for complaints about wearing a saree, with no fear of the commitment to the tradition. That for me was a sense of power.
Sarees are more than just fabric; they are a vessel of memory, identity, and creativity, connecting people across time.
A saree is non-judgmental. It is body positive and an elegant symbol of self-expression. The act of draping a saree is not just about wearing a garment, it's about embracing each curve of your body, placing each corner in place, each pleat carefully measured to your liking and every inch of the fabric tucked in to match a very authentic you.
Why I love Sarees