Nicole and I showing off our status as only-one-in-our-family to own shalwar kamiz :p
You know when you pass jewelery shops in Little India and wonder what on earth that piece of jewelery is for? Wonder no more! The people down at the Indian jewelery market expansion institute have clearly been working overtime–sleeve bracelets!
Jo wondering when she will get to eat (answer: next week), while the sari magician Lakshmi, Siva's cousin, does adjustments.
One of the sistahs
They forgot the cobra, but were still pretty good
As in all weddings, the aunties are out in full force
...so are the uncles...
Last shot of Siva before Nicole and I nick off to the lunch buffet
Chennai, formally Madras, is on the southeast coast of India and at about 8 million people, one the smaller Indian cities, and also home to the second longest beach in the world (which is home to a whole lotta goats). It was also where Siva and Jo tied the knot this weekend. Well, to be accurate, tied a grass ring, drank some holy water, put on some toe rings, received a lot of blessings and ate some banana...I think. It was a really long ceremony! I don't have everything up yet, but here's a few highlights. It was held in a gorgeous hotel in town, where we had gorgeous rooms and a few hundred people turned out, mostly to see the exotic bride I suspect!
Ta daaa. The Indian doll herself :) I think this was the #2 sari of the day.
Indian doll and "sexy legs" Siva-who says the bride gets all the glory!
Thanks to everyone who came out for the potluck at my place. And for all our peeps overseas, wish you were there! There was a veritable mountain of Katong laksa, satay, Pam's special tomatoes, chicken wings, alcoholic jellies, chocolate cake and rojak.
They all ate like champions, but drank like..umm..pregnant mums! *sigh* There I was, poised with glass, ready to decimate my bar, which was inherited from a certain chap from Chennai. Alas, it was not to be. Has anyone looked into effects on Lindy on fertility? I'm sure there's something there :p
Two hours after I clicked Submit on my last assignment for the term, I was in this vintage store on High Street after an unsuccessful shopping trip for C's Xmas present. And of course you know the classic shopper's law - the higher your determination to buy a gift for someone else, the likelier you'll end up spending money on yourself. Well, it only took me all of 15 minutes in the dressing room (the owner was probably wondering) to decide to go for this, strange as the sleeves may be. I'm recycling, I said to myself. But the first thought when I put this on, was, I'm going to wear this for Jo and Siva's wedding. Jo and Siva. What a nice ring to it. :) Happy, happy times my dearests! via a post about a vintage red swing dress I'll probably never wear, because you two just cannot wait to be wed. ;)