Photo Postcard to a Friend:
"Yesterday Nani and I went to her favorite tailor shop, "Eves." Nani hadn't been there in six years. The mission was to get her some salwar kameezes (an indian dress--long shirt and baggy pants) made in pretty colors. Nani's been wearing brown, black, gray and white for the past couple of years.
So we went to Eve's with swathes of cloth----rose pink, lemon yellow, white with pink paisly, and dewy blue...The place was a riot of color itself. it's run by this family (mom, dad, daughter) and they have all these men stitching on old machines in a small room in the back.
The owner ("Bholla" is her name) remembered Nani and even had all her measurements carefully recorded from years back (which have increased a little since). The best part is when Nani uses her age as a bargaining tool. She'll say in her sweetest, oldest sounding voice, "Bholla, daughter, I'm an old lady. I don't have any money. Make it 1000 rupees..." and then she'll actually put her hand on Bholla's hand as she's writing the bill and make kissing sounds and say, "No, daughter, no, don't make it so much." Nani is evil! I'm attaching her "game face" aka "bargaining face" below..."
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Too much! I would do whatever she asked me too!!
Hugs, Nitasha
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