Sunday, August 17, 2014

Demure Drapes: Sari Power....

The internet and social media is inundated with news about tinsel town beauties, about what they wear and how they create fashion trends. Hardly ever do we come across similar articles about Indian women who are charting their own history in a wide variety of fields, both domestically and globally. Demure Drapes is pleased to kick-off a new series on these gutsy ladies AND leaders who embody true Sari Power. Starting today, we will try and feature a new example each day and provide a brief glimpse of their achievements. Please feel free to share more such examples that you might have come across, so that we can all learn and seek inspiration from them. Cheers to these ladies and hoping for “bahut sari power” to many, many more of them…….

#Sari~Power 17th August...


Ever wonder how to be influential and reach the top of the world? Indra Krishnamurthy Nooyi is an Indian-born, naturalized American, business executive and the current Chairperson and Chief Executive Officer of PepsiCo, She has consistently ranked among the World's 100 Most Powerful Women. In 2014, she was ranked 13 in the list of Forbes World's 100 most powerful women.
Her story (excerpts from:http://smarttechiejournal.wordpress.com/2008/01/27/69/)
goes as follows an Indian girl who came from conservative Chennai to pursue higher studies in the US with little money and no safety net. A determined girl, who while studying in Connecticut, worked as a receptionist from midnight to sunrise TO EARN MONEY and struggled to put together US$50 to buy herself a western outfit for her first job interview out of Yale, where she had just completed her masters. Incidentally the trousers reached down only till her ankles. Rejected at the interview, she turned to her professor at the school who asked her what she would wear if she were to be in India. To her reply that it would be a sari, the professor advised her to “be yourself” and stick to what she was comfortable with. She wore a sari for her next interview. She got the job and has followed this philosophy for the rest of her career. She’s been herself, never tried to change her basic beliefs, derived strength from her traditions and believed in who she is. after meal every day her mother would ask Indra and her sister what would they like to become when they grew up. They would come up with different ideas and their mother would reward the best idea each day. It forced Indra to think and dream for herself. It was this dream that led her to be a part of the 11th batch of IIM Kolkata. After two years of work with Johnson & Johnson and Mettur Beardsell in India, it was this fiery urge that took her to America in 1978, when she left India with barely any money to pursue a MANAGEMENT DEGREE from the prestigious Yale Graduate School of Management.


And then there was no looking back for this dynamic lady in a sari..





18th August: #Sari~Power

Sari signifies the poise and elegance of a woman, and when it is a lady as dignified as Anu Aga, the sari tells a different sari~power story..

To know tragedy and to live it is two different things but when Anu Aga was struck by three tragic episodes in a row, she became a woman who would never be afraid again of life or death. And who INVESTED her energy and resources in cultivating human capital within her company and outside it.
Anu Aga’s LIFE STORY of grace under fire and her success as a born again businesswoman and former chairperson of Thermax India are both intertwined. To narrate one without touching upon the other would not be possible. .
Anu was born on August 3, 1942 in an upper middle-class Parsi family in Mumbai. A degree in Economics, post graduation in medical and psychiatric SOCIAL WORK and a Fulbright scholarship later, she married a bright Harvard scholar Rohinton Aga, raised a family and had just married off her daughter when tragedy struck.
In 1996, Rohinton passed away suddenly after a heart attack and nothing had really prepared Anu to her fill his shoes or take his place as a chairperson at Thermax. Thermax, a modest engineering company initiated by her father A S Bathena three decades ago had been managed with exemplary excellence by Rohinton and Anu had been content handling HUMAN RESOURCES but now she was expected to run the company and win back the fast depleting trust of the shareholders.
But more personal tragedy was in store. Her mother-in-law passed away and then her 25-year-old son Kurush died in a road accident. Three debilitating deaths in the family would be enough to knock the air out of any woman’s sails, but Anu took over the reins at Thermax and grew it to new heights.
She had figured among the eight richest Indian women, and in 2007 was part of 40 Richest Indians by net worth according to Forbesmagazine. She was awarded with the Mumbai Women of the Decade Achievers Award by ASSOCHAM Ladies League, the all ladies wing of ASSOCHAM.
After retiring from Thermax, she took to social work, and in 2010 she was awarded thePadma Shri for Social Work by the Government of India. She is currently Chairperson of Teach For India. She was nominated to Rajya Sabha, the Upper House of Indian Parliament on 26 April 2012, by President Pratibha Patil.
(excerpts from accenture's microsite)







Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Demure drapes: Saritorial


#Saritorial @Demure Drapes 1st August...

To kick start this new segment, I share my sari~story....

with mom's chunni looking n acting all 'grown up'....
at her sangeet with mom n dad..
always was dad's fave...
Demure Drapes Saritorial....

Deepti Verma says her sari~story kuch iss andaz mein, from Jakarta, Indonesia....

Not a mere component of attire, Sari is an integral part of India’s tradition and entire life. My first sari experience was at my wedding and I wanted to take it to a notch higher by trying out something different. Hence I chose 2 saris and tried the double drape style. The style was new for all of us and with the help of good friends it was executed well too!! 
The 2 saris should be almost similar in design and fabric to make it easier.My experience says they should not be very heavy on embellishments to make it feasible to carry.

Below here is the link that I found to teach you how to drape 2 saris!
http://www.utsavfashion.com/saree/how-to-wear-double-saree-style-saree.htm

picture of Me in my wedding Sari in a double drape style attached!
all dressed up as a bride....
my two sisters one naturally other 'un' naturally (!!) sis-in-law....



Whilst we were growing up, “Two peas in a pod” is how people would perceive my sister ( Rumy Sarin) and me. But, they could not be further away from the truth. One was a complete tomboy, and the other one was an adorable “rolly-polly” little darling. I liked climbing trees and my little baby sister (the love of everybody else’s eye) loved staying home and following mom everywhere. Her favourite pass-time would be to drape mom’s ‘chunnis’ around herself and dress-up and walk around the house, acting all grown-up. Whilst, it was impossible to find me or keep me indoors! As we both grew up life has taken a full 360 degree turn. Our tastes have completely and radically changed. She hates dressing up, shudders at the thought of wearing a sari, and says it’s too time consuming. And me, well….I don’t loose a single opportunity to drape myself in the six-yards of magic.
You can call it blind love for my lil’ sis on my part. I always felt she looked angelic in mom’s chunnis then and she looks equally exquisite in any sari she infrequently drapes on now. As my ‘love’ for saris has grown (she calls it by other names!), I have been pushing her to wear saris more often. It’s always a battle over the long distance calls, and we refuse to facetime at such times, knowing very well that it will end no short of a Mahabharat. It’s not always easy to convince her, but every once in a while I get the ‘gratitude’ call, telling me that it was not all that difficult as she had thought it would be. And how wonderful she felt THAT SHE ACTUALLY WORE A SARI! Much as I want to push her to wearing saris more often, I am a bit apprehensive too. What if the see-saw hits a bottom for me and I go back to my original self of disliking ‘dressing up’, while my adorable little sister finds her ‘inner self’ and falls in love with the sari again…..

#saritorial @demure drapes 2nd August

Deepti Verma says her sari~story kuch iss andaz mein, from Jakarta, Indonesia....


Not a mere component of attire, Sari is an integral part of India’s tradition and entire life. My first sari experience was at my wedding and I wanted to take it to a notch higher by trying out something different. Hence I chose 2 saris and tried the double drape style. The style was new for all of us and with the help of good friends it was executed well too!!
The 2 saris should be almost similar in design and fabric to make it easier.My experience says they should not be very heavy on embellishments to make it feasible to carry.

Below here is the link that I found to teach you how to drape 2 saris!
http://www.utsavfashion.com/saree/how-to-wear-double-saree-style-saree.htm

picture of Me in my wedding Sari in a double drape style attached!


















#Saritorial @demure drapes 3rd August...

Aditi Kalra's sari~story....

Wearing a sari for the first time is a beautiful right of passage for every Indian girl. Most of us can identify with the giddy excitement of opening our mom's sari trunks and finally getting the drape that ONE sari we've dreamed about our whole girlhood:) Growing up I remember watching my mom drape her chiffons with fascination.....printed, pastels, plains and embroidered, she had a definite weakness for them! So when that momentous day arrived in my life I knew exactly what I wanted to wear. I was in college second year and was invited to the Sangeet ceremony of one of my closest friend's brother. I chose one of my favourite pieces from my mom's collection (aside from her bridal sari, which is a whole other story!). It was a leaf green chiffon with flowers embroidered in French knots and sequins. My mom also lent me a beautiful pair of diamond and emerald drop earrings set in white gold. I think that day for the first time in my life, I felt like a real, proper, bona fide lady as opposed to a scatty teenager:) Thats the magic of a beautiful sari, it makes a princess feel like a queen!


















#Saritorial @demure drapes  14th August...
Shivani's sari story unfolds कुछ इस तरह....

"Sarees are like Matryoshka dolls, storing memories within memories - of laughs and compliments, festivals and good times, special occasions and special days. So many stories. Which one to tell?  Which saree to pick?

I finally choose a classic kanjivaram -  Sea green, with a border-pallu of deep maroon and zari-gold and a dash of contrasting orange...this 6 yards of silk is a tiny piece of important honeymoon history.
The "honeymoon" with my Mother-in-Law, that is.
In those early, ethereal, rose tinted weeks my mil believed she had gained the perfect, quintessential daughter and I wholeheartedly trusted the mumbo-jumbo makeover myth about the adorable new age mother-in-law!
Think Bhagyashree and Reema Lagoo.

The occasion was picture perfect Barjatiya!
There was to be a big housewarming/ladies lunch/hawan  event hosted by my mil's all time BFF. Everyone in their ginormous circle of common friends, neighbors and acquaintances was invited.
It was a god gifted opportunity for my mil to "outdoor" her brand new bahu.
Needless to say, at 22 years of age, starry eyed and bolIywoodistic, I was immensely enthusiastic and eager to please.

Well, my armed forces upbringing had prepared me to trek, swim, ride, fish, waltz, shoot, discuss geopolitics and even sneak a beer or cigarette now and then.
All this training was useless, however, when faced with a mini army of hawk-eyed, traditionalist, pure veg, hardcore aunties from the U.P. heartland.

What the heck! My "new mom" would help me figure it out!

So there I was, on a fabulously sunny, crisp February morning - hair pulled back in a low, thousand pinned bun, face smothered in foundation, a giant "artsy" bindi plastered on my small forehead, draped in a resplendent kanjivaram and decked in my nani's intricately crafted, timeless gold & feroza set...for luck.
The day consisted of much nodding and smiling, being hugged, having my cheeks pinched, ears pulled and jewelry examined. And the "pairi-pauna" - which I performed perfectly with warmth & gusto, countless times with boundless, puppy-like affection!

In retrospect, my hair & make up were scandalously wrong. And that stupid bindi made my nose look fatter than usual.
The aunties overlooked the obvious flaws.
I passed something "much more crucial" - The 5C Diamond-Standard-Test for dils - Complexion, Clothes, Conduct, Congeniality and Compliance.

What a win-win scenario! My mil beamed & glowed. She declared the day a glorious success. I was a hit and her name was gold amongst her envious clan!

Time flew. My mil un-Lagoo-fied rapidly. I de-Bhagyashreed. The honeymoon ended. Inevitably.
But this gorgeous kanjivaram is witness that, though fleeting, the Barjatiya style saas-bahu Jodi was super-hit for a day."










#saritorial @demure drapes 15th august..

Shanti shares her sari~story....

"Please find below my wedding sari story:                        
Sari for an Indian woman is not just a dress but her persona. For some it is the reflection of their culture and their outlook. If I can take a departure from the generic sari sentiment to something more specific as the wedding sari for a woman, I would be able to bring out some more interesting insights and also share my special emotions related to my very own wedding sari. For a south indian woman, a wedding sari becomes special as one of the very first personal effects gifted by the groom's family. The selection of this sari in itself is a memorable event. From the groom's house announcing the budget for the gift, to the occasion of the two families meeting to actually procure the sari is a publishable event in every sense from the dust that is kicked up to the unwarranted number of individuals who gather for this. 
 In my case my wedding sari was indeed a Kanjeevaram as it had to be one for a Madrasi girl and it was purchased with much fanfare in the Mecca of sari shops in Chennai namely ‘Nalli Silks’. After careful elimination of various colours and patterns which cannot be worn for this special occasion (considered inauspicious), I managed to wrestle a decent Kanjeevaram sari which was sea green in colour with a maroon border which I really liked. Obviously being a bride, the pallu and border have to have a grand zari (gold coated threads).  The ladies would never settle with the viewing in the shop as they use fluorescent lamps and have this funny practice of taking the sari to view in natural sun light. I was exhausted with the whole experience but there was a silly sense of achievement when all the accompanying relatives gave a nod to my selection. 
To-date I would have worn this sari only about half a dozen times, but it is a reminder of the anxiety which I had on the day of my wedding – getting into a wedlock in an arranged marriage is more of anxiety than excitement. It also reminds me of the lovely relationship that has blossomed over the years with my husband and brings back the nostalgia of the occasion and the distance travelled, each time I run my fingers through the silk fabric and put it back in my wardrobe. 
Cheers, Shanthi"





#saritorial @demure drapes...

Sonali's sari~story in her words...

"My love affair with Sarees  started at a very young age when I used to see mom getting dressed in all her exquisite Sarees and stepping out. She had a fabulous collection of Banarsis, Chanderis, French chiffons and lots more which are so vivid in my memory, and some of which she still possesses,other than the ones  which she allowed me to cut up and convert to suits and lehngas at a young age. 
I would wear her Sarees occasionally for weddings,School and college functions. 
Saree for me was always associated as an 'occasion' garment. Special occasion, out came a special Saree, and that is something that has stayed with me. It has to be very stylishly worn with poise and grace.  I have a very select collection and am very choosy with what I add to my wardrobe. 
My special Saree moment was at my first job... At an award ceremony I was gifted a Nalli silk Saree... Fire orange and purple, for outstanding performance. It's a Saree I seldom wear but always hangs in my wardrobe for keeps...."







#Saritorial @demure drapes 18th august
Aparna's sari~story goes like this....
"My experience with saris is kind of sinusoidal! Initial phase when I had no say, Mom used to drape me in sari, be it forDurga Puja or for some play (1st pic)! However as grew up with two elder brothers I became more of a tomboyI had always seen my mom attired in beautiful saris in Bengali style but the comforts of shirts and jeans prevailed on meThe first time I had to wear a sari by myself, I wore it on top of my usual shirt and jeans (2nd pic)Needless to say Mom was aghast! The next time I wore it on top of a maxi ..full length dress (3rd pic)I was very apprehensive about the 6 yards of silk being wrapped around without much gripMom almost gave up on me. When my brothers got married,  sister-in-laws's influence overpowered brothers' influence! I started wearing saris with "blouse and petticoat"I had more control over the pleats and palluThe encouragement was tremendous. That gave me hope! However, my engineering days again distanced me from saris. When I got married I started wearing saris again (4th pic) but this gradually waned.Nonetheless, throughout this waxing and waning phase there was one constant factor i.e. Durga Puja (5th pic). The pure amazement and fascination of seeing ladies beautifully draped in variety of saris during Durga Puja is beyond words andsomething which I enjoy till dateWhen it is Puja time, my love for saris rekindles and I enthusiastically drape the 6 yards of sheer elegance around ... ready for Pujo."


Monday, August 11, 2014

Demure Drapes: Saris from Tamil Nadu


Jovial Jayshri in her 9 yards madisar.















The Madisar (Tamil: மடிசார்) is a way in which the sari is worn mostly by the womenfolk of the Brahmin community in Tamil Nadu, India. In the olden days this was the customary style in which the sari was worn by a woman after her marriage. Today, to suit modern trends and yet accommodate traditions, the madisar is worn by women on select festive occasions and religious ceremonies. Normally saris are six yards in length but since the madisar is worn in a different style, one requires a nine-yard sari to wear it. It is a very important part of the Iyer and Iyengar culture. Both Iyer and Iyengar Brahmin wear madisars for all important occasions in their lives, starting with marriage, followed by Seemantham (form of a baby shower), all important Puja, and death ceremonies.
Iyers and Iyengars wear Madisars differently. Iyers drape the Pallu (the layer of sari which comes over one's shoulder) over the right shoulder while Iyengars wear it over the left shoulder.


 














Scintillating Shoba in a sparkling kanjivaram .... A Kanchipuram sari (also known as a Kanjivaram sari) is a type of sari traditionally made by weavers from Kanchipuram located in Tamil Nadu, India. These are woven naturally. The Kanchipuram sari is distinguished by its wide contrast borders. Since 2005, Kanchipuram saris are protected by a Geographical Indication label, certifying their origin
 













Ravishing Ramya in a kanjivaram..















Naturally gorgeous Nety in a temple border.... Temple border sarees is the speciality of Molakalmuru silk weavers. The border of the saree interlocks with the shell saree to give a temple design and hence called temple border saree...

 














Regal Reshma in a light kanjivaram with light Zari border.
This saree was gifted to her by her dear sister. And they bought it together from Nallis in Mumbai
















Mesmerizing Malini in a modern South Indian saree she bought from hindoo road, to wear for a poonal.

 














सुन्दर Sona in a typical South Indian check saree which she has picked from chennai..



























Here is Gorgeous Geeta in a kanjivaram worn in traditional Bengali style n yet another kanjivaram in Geeta style

 

Radiant Renu all the way from Tanzania in a kanjivaram worn in seedha pallu as worn by Gujarat, Rajasthan or UP women mostly...This is a click from Renu's wedding

 

Dashing Deepti from Indonesia in a kanjivaram...



Some other type of tamil nadu saris are

Silk Chinnalappattu and sungudi sarees. Which are made in Chinnalapattu, in the traditional way. Chinnalapattu sarees are well known in South India.
There is an ancient Sarabeswarar temple in Thirubuvanam. Thirubuvanam is very near the Cauvery River and is known as a manufacturing hub for silk saris. Thirubuvanam silk saris are famous and accepted as the silk saris from the delta of the mighty and life-giving Cauvery.
the following are popular south saris too..
Coimbatore Cotton Saris, madhurai saris, thanjore saris.