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Nikasha collection at WIFW – Siuili

Designer Nikasha will present her summer resort collecion titled “Siuli” at the WIFW in New Delhi from 24th to 29th March (in the stall section)

“Siuli” which made its debut at the recently held LFW, won rave reviews for the designer.

Siuli by Nikasha Tawadey -Resort 2010 Collection

Siuli is a small, pretty flower , and woven around this is a romantic story with relaxed resort weddings.

This collection is an almost white and crème collection, coupled with pitambari yellows, haldi, and rusty reds into coral. Fabric consists of woven benaresi silks, chanderi, mul mul, silk chiffon and georgette.The embroideries are again very romantic, from little buds in love knots to blossoming flowers in chikan mixed with antique mukaish and karchobi, a rare combination of techniques.

According to Nikasha. “Inherently within our own fabrics like benarasi brocade and chanderi, there is already so much of richness imbibed, that I sometimes feel – “Less Is More”.
The silhouettes are very feminine and have an almost dreamy feel to them, even though it retains its eclectic and essentially bohemian spirit. An interesting resurrection is of the Patiala salwar, and starched benarsi dupattas,coupled with swirly blouses worn with sarees, also the dropped shoulders and side tie details in tunics and blouses, ombre dyed lycra silk churidars, asymmetrical hemlines with net frills and gota lace. The vintage beaten brass accessories as blobby necklaces, payals, and organza doll trimmings with ghungroos add colour to this pretty picture.

This collection is a perfect stylish balance between wearibility and beauty, best worn barefoot for an exotic wedding on the beach.

Siuli is an exotic and highly perfumed flower. According to mythology, this is a heavenly tree brought to earth by the god Krishna. A romantic story woven around the tree is about Parijataka, a princess. She fell in love with the sun but when he deserted her she committed suicideand a tree sprung from the ashes. Unable to stand the sight of the lover who left her the tree flowers only at night and sheds them like tear-drops before the sun rises.

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