The “perfect” Indian bride. Traditionally, you’d think red, shy, blushing, made-up and overdressed. Giving competition to the night sky on Diwali with her 20 necklaces, 100 bangles and earlobe-splitting earrings.
But the bride I met this warm Spring Sunday was no ordinary bride.
Dressed in petal-hued pastels, with delicate hints of silver, she carried herself effortlessly in a floor length brocade gown. With a light dupatta wrapped around, her hair short, her jewellery simple… a breath of fresh air from the dark, opulent golds and suffocating velvets of shudderingly-cold Delhi weddings.
She was perfect for Spring.
But wait, wasn’t this an engagement?
Yes. But like the bride, this was no ordinary engagement.
Think Sunday afternoons, a race course, beer, jugs of freshly made sangria, the distant thud of horses’ hooves, an occasional glimpse of a rider or two, and equal parts friends and family.
“If I ever get engaged, I want it to be like this”, I found myself thinking.
A far-cry from the engagement-weddings we’re used to attending, the ones with hundreds of people, billions of food counters and zillions of family members giving the youngsters the once-over, this occasion was more party and less “engagement”. More honest, more real, more intimate and well… more meaningful.
The bride and groom along with the people (read matchmaker, best friend and an interestingly casted “evil” bride and “evil” groom – the cynical voices in their heads) had prepared an “honest” skit enacting how they fell in love.
We were all ushered into a hall where we sat down and watched as the bride and gang took us through their romantic love story. And being Indians, and closet-romantics, we laughed and blushed and bashfully wiped a stray tear or two, as the skit lead to emotional speeches and “aww” moments by best friends, parents, close relatives and other loved ones.
Followed by music and dance and everyone swaying and moving to music, the beer and wine and blue-coloured shots having pushed the more shy among us (me! me!) to the dance floor.
And that got me thinking, why don’t more of us go this way? You know… host more meaningful celebrations attended by people who really matter?
I don’t know about you guys, but I am definitely inspired.
Just as we were planning to leave, saying our goodbyes and thank you’s and congrats, I found myself staring at the bride’s beautiful gown. So, I couldn’t help but ask the bride where she’d picked up her gown from.
Turns out, it’s from I am Design, a label by Pratik and Priyanka.
Because I hadn’t heard of them before, I came home, logged on to Facebook and searched. And lo and behold, I discovered more designs by I am Design that are classy and contemporary.
Check out their work here. There’s a sale on, so those of you who’re getting married or have an occasion to attend, hurry up!
All in all, it was a lovely day. Sunshine, smiles, friends, family, laughter, tears, romance and lovely clothes.
Congratulations Troosh. It was a beautiful engagement and thank you for having us. 🙂
Until, my next post. 🙂