Since the time, a girl realizes how to dress us, they start building the vision for the epitome of all dressing up days- the wedding day. From what I have observed, there is one single thought- I n
eed to look different from all the other brides. (well quite rightly so, it MY wedding); AND if you are that part of the society which loves to flaunt money and designer labels. For most of the ladies, this is/ must be the single most dress item in their wardrobe. And Its amazing, in the value conscious India, the single dress that you (hopefully) will never wear again. :-)
It starts with the idea- what to wear- a sari, a lehenga or something customized.. something unique. What is the look going to be.. traditional, classic, western.... ? AND the big one, what color. Pastels to green to red...and wait a minute the hues of red.
Then starts the whole round of shops, designers to chandni chawk places to places where your best friends, cousin's, aunt's daughter bought her clothes from. The grand search begins. Visit these locations, with your mom and a few loyal friends, get treated with cold drinks and 'chai' and yes ladies, try on. At some of these cooler places, the sales man will drape the saree on him self and show how it looks. and say.. 'madam ji, aaj kal to yahi chal raha hai... per aap ke liye humne dekho, isko different bana diya, aap isnme bahut ache lagoge..'.
After visiting almost 7-8 shops, the bride is generally exhausted and most likely confused. She has lost the charm of looking different. At this time, all that she needs is a wedding dress. Because, you know what, she also needs to worry about the sangeet dress, the mehendi dress, the cocktail dress, the make up person, the guy who will do the hair, the look she wants, the jewelry to wear with, the shoes, the bags... c'mon, its a tough choice.
Hail, entry, the designer friend. The lady who promised it all and suddenly disappeared for a show closer the the event. Frantic calls to this fashionista, a coffee meeting, visit to her studios, dad releasing the money, and vola, we have the bride happy. But, a bride needs to feel overwhelemed and confused, to really enjoy what she gets. Something, i have observed in all the brides.
Its amazing, the amount of money and time that is spend in finding that one wedding dress, the one for that special day of yours, which most likely, you will never wear again, to develop a look, which most likely you will never sport again. Brides on this day carry a look which nobody has ever seen them in. Its a day, when they will look at themselves and blush. And when their yet to happen kids, look at pictures off will look and ask, ..mama, who is that aunty standing next to dad.
Its amazing, how the transformation happens for women. In all the wedding albums of friends, it has been pretty easy to recognize the men.
At a friends wedding, where I was the quasi maid of honour, it was painful. It was painful because, i was the one holding the 20kg stone studded chunni. She was wearing this amazing, heavy kundan set, which the elders of the family thought was a must, to show the richness she came from, a 'rani haar' that nearly pulled her neck to touch the floor.
She came into the house for 15 minutes before the phera. The only thing she wanted was, to take off her heels and remove the jewelery. Her ears were in pain. Imagine, how hard is to wear a 10-20g earing for almost 4 hrs, along with a 20kg lehenga, a 1 kg hair do with pins on pencil heels which are digging the floor.
I always thought women went to gym before the wedding to tone up and look the prettiest on this day. May be, weight lifting training needs to be added. Our ladies, are carry an expensive load of over 25kg on this day. And guess, what a lot of this is an pain inflicted by our ladies by themselves.
Isn't this world an amazing place!
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| Rajput bride wearing a pink lehenga. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) |
It starts with the idea- what to wear- a sari, a lehenga or something customized.. something unique. What is the look going to be.. traditional, classic, western.... ? AND the big one, what color. Pastels to green to red...and wait a minute the hues of red.
Then starts the whole round of shops, designers to chandni chawk places to places where your best friends, cousin's, aunt's daughter bought her clothes from. The grand search begins. Visit these locations, with your mom and a few loyal friends, get treated with cold drinks and 'chai' and yes ladies, try on. At some of these cooler places, the sales man will drape the saree on him self and show how it looks. and say.. 'madam ji, aaj kal to yahi chal raha hai... per aap ke liye humne dekho, isko different bana diya, aap isnme bahut ache lagoge..'.
After visiting almost 7-8 shops, the bride is generally exhausted and most likely confused. She has lost the charm of looking different. At this time, all that she needs is a wedding dress. Because, you know what, she also needs to worry about the sangeet dress, the mehendi dress, the cocktail dress, the make up person, the guy who will do the hair, the look she wants, the jewelry to wear with, the shoes, the bags... c'mon, its a tough choice.
Hail, entry, the designer friend. The lady who promised it all and suddenly disappeared for a show closer the the event. Frantic calls to this fashionista, a coffee meeting, visit to her studios, dad releasing the money, and vola, we have the bride happy. But, a bride needs to feel overwhelemed and confused, to really enjoy what she gets. Something, i have observed in all the brides.
Its amazing, the amount of money and time that is spend in finding that one wedding dress, the one for that special day of yours, which most likely, you will never wear again, to develop a look, which most likely you will never sport again. Brides on this day carry a look which nobody has ever seen them in. Its a day, when they will look at themselves and blush. And when their yet to happen kids, look at pictures off will look and ask, ..mama, who is that aunty standing next to dad.
Its amazing, how the transformation happens for women. In all the wedding albums of friends, it has been pretty easy to recognize the men.
At a friends wedding, where I was the quasi maid of honour, it was painful. It was painful because, i was the one holding the 20kg stone studded chunni. She was wearing this amazing, heavy kundan set, which the elders of the family thought was a must, to show the richness she came from, a 'rani haar' that nearly pulled her neck to touch the floor.
She came into the house for 15 minutes before the phera. The only thing she wanted was, to take off her heels and remove the jewelery. Her ears were in pain. Imagine, how hard is to wear a 10-20g earing for almost 4 hrs, along with a 20kg lehenga, a 1 kg hair do with pins on pencil heels which are digging the floor.
I always thought women went to gym before the wedding to tone up and look the prettiest on this day. May be, weight lifting training needs to be added. Our ladies, are carry an expensive load of over 25kg on this day. And guess, what a lot of this is an pain inflicted by our ladies by themselves.
Isn't this world an amazing place!
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