This newsletter is a bit late this week, chickens, because I was away and I didn't feel like carrying my laptop. However, it is all the better for having to wait, because now I can give you my unofficial official guide to being Fabulous in Jaipur. I was in the city courtesy of my friend Shrayana, who was going on work ANYWAY, and asked me to come along. Those of you who know me well enough also know that I always say "yes" when the question is "do you want to go out of town this weekend?" Jaipur and I have an old history however--being the Delhi relatives on my NRI cousins' pit stop, I've done Jaipur and Agra more times than I can count. Post those years, there's the lit fest, which I attend with regularity, so I was pretty sure the Pink City would hold no surprises. However! What I had not taken into account was the fact that during the lit fest we do lit fest-y things, which are nice enough, but not quite representative. This time, armed with lists and recommendations, we ate at a new fancy place for every meal, swanned about gorgeous boutiques and took several photos for Instagram. (Well, only me, as Shrayana seems to have a deep distrust for most smart phone apps.) (You can follow me
You are my sweetest downfall
You are my sweetest downfall
You are my sweetest downfall
This newsletter is a bit late this week, chickens, because I was away and I didn't feel like carrying my laptop. However, it is all the better for having to wait, because now I can give you my unofficial official guide to being Fabulous in Jaipur. I was in the city courtesy of my friend Shrayana, who was going on work ANYWAY, and asked me to come along. Those of you who know me well enough also know that I always say "yes" when the question is "do you want to go out of town this weekend?" Jaipur and I have an old history however--being the Delhi relatives on my NRI cousins' pit stop, I've done Jaipur and Agra more times than I can count. Post those years, there's the lit fest, which I attend with regularity, so I was pretty sure the Pink City would hold no surprises. However! What I had not taken into account was the fact that during the lit fest we do lit fest-y things, which are nice enough, but not quite representative. This time, armed with lists and recommendations, we ate at a new fancy place for every meal, swanned about gorgeous boutiques and took several photos for Instagram. (Well, only me, as Shrayana seems to have a deep distrust for most smart phone apps.) (You can follow me