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Memories of the Indian safari flit through her mind as she takes a scarf out of its box. The painted silk feels luxurious under her fingers as she relives her tropical journey. The peacock feathers, the cobra and the mysterious girl hold her thoughts as she decides how to style her scarf. In the end, she drapes it over a shoulder and knots the scarf, showing off the artwork. She puts the finishing touch on a perfectly set table by placing a bouquet of fresh jasmine, and stands back to admire it, satisfied. There is certainly nothing like dinner with old friends discussing the amazing shared experience of an exotic land, and her Art Scarf will certainly be a conversation piece.
The air is charged with excitement as she takes her seat next to her friends, dressed in a pale pink shift dress. Before running out the door, she tied her silk twill scarf to her large brimmed hat;perfect for the Derby. Conscious of the well-dressed crowd around her, she feels completely confident in her choice of the luxurious silk accessory. The Orchid pink in the painted scarf is striking against the white of her hat. As she turns to see the gates lift, the crowd is on its enthusiastic feet , and she’s swept up with them. She’s buzzing with the thrill of the hoofs beating down the track.
A lunch date with the girls, a perfect way to spend her one free afternoon. She checks her reflection in the store window as she walks by, and gives a satisfied smile. The beige silk of her Art Scarf folded and draped over her rust colored shirt pairs perfectly with her favorite tailored denim and suede blazer. She loves the way the henna pattern of the scarf and the rolled rust hem contrasts against the solid colors of her shirt and blazer. Stepping through the glass doors, she enters the cozy bistro and is greeted by a wave of hands; she walks over eager to rejoin her quartet, her pinot noir already waiting.
She steps out on the deck of the ship in her scarf tied Jackie O style, and feels the sea breeze on her upturned face. The brilliant blue of the water matches her silk accessory almost to the perfect shade. It had been a thoughtful gift from her mother as she embarked on her adventure and the galloping horses painted on the scarf had instantly appealed to her sense of adventure. Leaning on the rail, the scarf flutters in the wind as she watches the hypnotic motion of the waves and feels content in the moment, awaiting the journey ahead.
As she waits for her plane to board, she reflects on how much she loves the feel of the painted silk twill draped around her neck. The intricate pattern in the equine scarf reminds her of the Henna drawn on her hands. It takes her back to last week, the festivities steeped in tradition, the abundance of food, the invigorating music and dancing, and mostly the sheer joy of being a part of an Indian wedding. What a perfect parting gift from her friend- this scarf. Though the henna on her hands has already started to fade,her happy memories come rushing back every time she wears her accessory.
A whispered memory resonates within her as she wraps a luxurious silk scarf around her shoulders. Yin and Yang, fire and water, opposites but completing each other, their duality integrating into a whole. She thinks of him as he had gently placed the scarf around her before he had left, with a promise to return. The blue and red manes of the painted horses in the Art Scarf tie up at the ends in a perfect knot and she is pleased with her appearance. A candlelit dinner for two, soft music in the background and she is ready as the doorbell chimes.