Let's face it - much of India is not a "pretty" country. India is loaded to the gills with natural beauty, but as soon as humans interfere, it all goes to pot. Run-down buildings, shacks, trash everywhere, and livestock eating said trash, are the norm. In India, if it's man-made, it's probably on the crappy side. There was one thing that stood out, though (besides the Taj Mahal): women's clothing.
First of all, most women in India still wear traditional clothing. It was beautifully refreshing to be in a country whose traditional garments have not gone the way of the lederhosen. Nearly every Indian woman I saw wore a sari (or saree, as it's spelled in over there) or a shalwar kameez. Have you ever seen lederhosen outside of a festival or a cheesy German restaurant? That's what I thought.
Second of all, the clothes are gorgeous. The bold, bright colors and the intricate embroidery and designs made quite the contrast against the drab, run-down cities and towns. I saw plenty of women working in fields and gardens, walking down muddy streets, and sitting on piles of trash. They all looked stunning.
First of all, most women in India still wear traditional clothing. It was beautifully refreshing to be in a country whose traditional garments have not gone the way of the lederhosen. Nearly every Indian woman I saw wore a sari (or saree, as it's spelled in over there) or a shalwar kameez. Have you ever seen lederhosen outside of a festival or a cheesy German restaurant? That's what I thought.
Second of all, the clothes are gorgeous. The bold, bright colors and the intricate embroidery and designs made quite the contrast against the drab, run-down cities and towns. I saw plenty of women working in fields and gardens, walking down muddy streets, and sitting on piles of trash. They all looked stunning.
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