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Recently, Isabel took her granddaughter, Andrea, and me on a little shopping adventure to Berkeley, California’s own Little India. It isn’t officially called this, but Little India really is an appropriate name for the area, which is full of Indian shops selling spices, beautiful saris and other goods, all imported from India.
But here’s the thing: The stunning little shops filled with the most beautiful materials and Bollywood-worthy fashions all seem to be owned by just a few people! I could be wrong about this, but it isn’t because I am a stupid American and think all Indian people look the same. That’s not it—I promise. The simple truth is that whenever we asked for a particular tunic in a different color or size, the shop owner would simply walk down the street to the next shop and come back with an armful of alternatives. Other times we would walk down to the next shop and see the VERY SAME people working there that we’d just seen in the previous store. “Weren’t you just at the last place?” we would inquire, a question that was always met with shy giggles or furrowed brows. That said, it was a fun afternoon and we all came away with some really pretty Indian treasures.
Here are a few discreet shots of Isabel shopping for fabric. For some reason, cameras were strictly forbidden in the stores. I got in trouble at every place…It was such fun!