Why must fabrics in India be so pretty?! How can a girl resist?

My friend Nancy played host for a little sari party last night. A man, whose name I failed to get in my bling-induced fervor, brought heaps of fabric, saris, lehengas (a long full skirt with belly top), and embroidered salwar kameez suits (long blousy top with Hammer pants).

Nancy took these photos with her phone, mostly with hands shaking from laughter.

This is one of my favorite moments of the evening, when Nancy’s maid, Sonu, took the bindi off her own face and stuck it on Nancy for the full effect.

Andi looks like a fairy princess in this lehenga. She wins the prize for best adjective: “bedazz-erific.”

Sandra couldn’t be bothered with asking Sari Man to wrap her properly.

Katrina tried this lehenga on first, but then I tackled her and stole it. Because a girl can’t have too many lehengas … and because my other lehenga is gold and red, and my Chinese feng shui horoscope said I should be wearing more blue to counter my “pitta” fire element. See? I can justify ANY purchase.