A Taste of No Fatties
Feb 16, 2008 Photography & Digital Art
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We went to a Taste of India Festival at Wickam Pavilion earlier this morning. The day was cool, but the sun was such a happy yellow that it made the sky that triple blue–where it was deep in the middle and lighter near the earth and sun.
A small breeze carried the perfect smell of spice and sung-prayers. Of course, I didn’t understand half of all that was being sung about or said, but the colors! Clothing, paintings, statues and Indian people moved about from stall to stall, like little tributes to the rainbow. Men and women dressed in boldness; one woman walked by me in the deepest blue and most golden yellow, pips and designs that sparkled metallic in fabric.
I wanted very much to have perhaps, a nice Salwar, but none of them came in gigantically fat sized. 
There was one Salwar, V necked and trimmed in palest pink with tiny embroidered pink flowers against a cream base. The pants were the same pink and made of material that was so breathable.
When I went to try it on, I wasn’t able to pull over my boobs.
The jewelry was hand made and over the top–which made me love it even more and I ended up snapping several shots of it. The only one that surprised me is the shot above in this post, so I kept it.
I am endeavoring to get over the fact my tits were, apparently, too godzilla for a Salwar by having a nice cup of kukicha tea and enjoying the rest of my day. How was your weekend? What are you planning on doing tomorrow?
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