Lahori Novels
The Year of White Roses: A Conversation on Color and Fashion
The sun streamed through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air of the sewing room. Halima sat hunched over a vibrant silk, her brow furrowed in concentration as she meticulously guided the needle. A phone lay discarded on the table, the receiver dangling precariously.
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“Look, every new year brings with it a new color. Just like henna, it leaves a unique and fresh color on everything. All the brands also highlight this color in their products like dresses, jewelry, and makeup. In a way, it becomes the ‘color of the year’,” Halima mused, her voice trailing off as she focused on her stitching.
She remembered the conversation she’d had earlier, the excited chatter about the upcoming year and its designated hue. “This year, it’s reddish maroon,” she continued, a smile gracing her lips. “I think 2022’s (or maybe 2023’s) color will be reddish maroon.”
The idea sparked a lively discussion with her friend. “Maybe we should make all the embroidery of the new clothes in this color. What do you say?” Halima suggested, her eyes twinkling.
“I think we should make the embroidery of the new clothes in this color,” her friend had readily agreed. “Yes, yes, Nadim will get it framed, then we’ll go.”
A flurry of excited plans followed, the conversation filled with anticipation for the upcoming year and the fashionable choices it would bring. However, a discordant note was struck when Halima mentioned her intention to buy a silk dress in the “color of the year.”
“This color is so out of fashion,” her friend had remarked, her voice laced with doubt.
Halima, taken aback, quickly changed the subject, claiming her mother had already ordered a silk dress in the same color. The conversation then veered towards practical matters, with Halima offering to send money for the embroidery and her friend assuring her that she had enough funds saved up.
As Halima continued her sewing, she couldn’t help but reflect on the conversation. The concept of a “color of the year,” she realized, was more than just a marketing gimmick. It was a reflection of our collective desire for novelty, for embracing the fresh and the new. It was a way to connect with the changing seasons, to feel a part of something larger than ourselves.
But the conversation also highlighted the complexities of personal style and the influence of trends. While the “color of the year” might be all the rage, individual preferences and family dynamics often played a significant role in fashion choices. Her friend’s initial apprehension about the color, followed by the revelation of her mother’s own purchase, showcased the intricate interplay of personal taste and societal expectations.
Halima smiled, a touch of amusement in her eyes. The conversation, with its blend of excitement, doubt, and shared laughter, was a reminder of the vibrant tapestry of human connection and the ever-evolving nature of style and self-expression.
As the day drew to a close, Halima finally completed her creation, a masterpiece of intricate embroidery in the “color of the year.” It was a testament to her skill and a symbol of her own unique style, a blend of tradition and contemporary trends.
