Silk is on my mind.

When you walk into Mysore Silk, you become overwhelmed with color. Magenta, turquoise, pumpkin, wine, and gold decorated with and jewels, fluer de lis, embroidery, and sequins. The first floor is devoted to high-end silk sari fabric. Women bustle around, debating between rich fabrics for their wedding dresses and special events. The workers are happy to help wrap fabric around your body so that you can get an idea of the finished product. They are knowledgeable in the various types of silk which India has the unique distinction of making: Mulberry, Tasar, Muga and Eri.

Upstairs, you are able to select silk to buy by the meter, as well as observe the craftsmanship first hand. Men sit on the floor with needle and thread and work on the delicate fabrics, every minute detail by hand.

I fell in love with a particularly “silky silk” and had the immediate idea of having a robe tailored (and perhaps a dress as well). I had trouble narrowing down my choice to two patterns. Full disclosure, I could have bought seven. The silk worker helping me threw at least 50 fabrics on the table for me to choose. I settled on one turquoise and coffee print, and one plum and emerald print. I can’t wait to step out of the shower and into this fabric. It feels like luxury.

Peace, Love, Silk.