Some gatherings move at their own unhurried pace measured in laughter that stretches into the evening and in teacups refilled until the light begins to fade.
Beauty lingers in the quiet moments in the rustle of silks through sunlit corridors, the soft gleam of embroidery catching the day’s last light, and the comfort of dressing simply for the joy it brings.
They unfold in rooms where voices rest in the velvet of old armchairs, where the scent of freshly cut grass drifts through open windows, and cake is sliced as though it were a small celebration in itself.
This is a gathering with no audience grand in spirit, rich in life, woven from moments you keep, like flowers pressed between the pages of a beloved book. From airy chiffons to hand-embroidered kurtas,each piece invites you to live slowly, to linger in the warmth of those you love, and to revel in the magic of your own company.
