My sari

So this is just a short post to let everyone know that I am feeling immensely better than yesterday- my throat no longer has glass in it and I had pizza last night so I am not hungry anymore. (Actually that's a lie, I'm starving right now, but we're going out for the new volunteer's birthday in about 20 minutes, so it's okay.) This is just an update to calm anyone that was worried I was going to start roasting lizards or doing anything crazy. I actually felt well enough to go to church this morning, which was a great reason to get all dressed up!
So this is the sari that I bought in Darjeeling- obviously I love it. I have a second one, but I have to get a top made and all the tailors are closed for Durga Puja. So it will have to wait. This one is a lot fancier, though.

Now you would think, being so attired in native garb, people would stare at you less as you walk down the street. You would be wrong. You would think people couldn't possibly stare at you more than they do already, considering that your skin blinds them as you walk past, no matter what you're wearing. Again, you would be wrong. I felt VERY conspicuous as I walked to church this morning. I also discovered why the women wearing saris don't usually walk very fast. Because all that skirt takes a bit to manage. Everyone was excited about it though- all the staff at the guesthouse said I looked nice, and everyone wanted to know if I had tied it myself (which I had, although the pleats might have been the wrong way...) So anyway, consider this the fashion show... despite the terrible florescent lighting and lack of catwalk... It'll just have to do.