(Versace for H&M top; Deepa Gurani headband worn as belt; Mason skirt; DVF clutch; Christian Louboutin shoes)

If I were the queen, this fete would be the caviar on my cracker.
Ya know?
A traditional Sangeet, oh this very was... burly men slangin' brides atop canopies, chicken vindaloo chilling in steel pots of joy, and of course, what Indian wedding would be complete without Anil Kapoor dancing to his very own, Jai Ho (seriously normal Slumdog Millionaire reference)?! 
To my pure fascination, like "rent the runway", there's an over the top Indian sari rental site "borrow it bindaas". It's true. What is also true is that aside from their reasonably priced loaners (the ones I wanted were pushing it at $150 for 4 days), the delivery fees were over $100. {Eyeballs a'poppin}!
It was that very moment that #elshane done-did it again... a good ol' closet sweep of sari-esque items; pulled out my very own interpretation. It was that very moment that #elshane spent the $200 sari allotment, instead, on the largest bindis known to mankind (insert sweaty images of my forehead here).
And why, you ask? 
Sari's last four days... Bindi's, a lifetime....