“So, what is the agenda today?” my sister queried, as we stood at the entry point of the street market in Colaba. It was a Friday evening. An ocean of people, dressed in their weekend best, swallowed us in as we walked into the busy street. “I need a skirt,” I replied, pulling my hair into a bun to keep the summer sweat at bay. “Okay. That seems fairly simple. Wait, did you just drag me all the way here to find ONE skirt?” “Yes, I did. And no, it’s not that simple. It should neither be too short, nor too long,” I continued. “I want something that can double as a formal one that goes with a shirt, as well as a casual one when paired with a t-shirt or a crop top. There should be no frills, prints or motifs on it. It should preferably be in a somewhat universal solid colour like black, red or navy blue, so that there are more options in my closet to team it up with. And all of this should fit into the most important criterion of all – a budget of 500 rupees.” My sister stared at m...
