saree is 5000 yrs old, blouse is barely 150 yrs old : Nisha Kothari in a blouseless saree
When I started this site, I promised myself that I will never ever post pictures of “wet sarees”; so cliché, so odd!
But this one is different; yes, it is made wet so it will cling to the body and reveal more; yes, it is draped in such a way to maximize flesh exposure, but the drape is so darn interesting!
Knowing that till (relatively) recently, women did not wear a blouse, adds certain historical recreation to this saree.
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Sunny is a designer in Los Angeles. He loves the fluidity and fluency of a saree and believes that when a woman wears a saree, she not only adorns her body but she also adorns her soul. His design ethos is that “simplicity never goes out of style.”
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In South India at least, widows STILL do not wear blouses. They wear madisaar saris draped to cover the chest. My eldest aunt (1904-1998) was widowed young and in my recollection never wore a blouse afterwards. Her widow’s weeds were a light fawn with a thin red border.