Meet Fazil

Meet Fazil.  He has what is arguably one of the best jobs in the world.  He hand picks every sari that is sold in his store, and he doesn't do it from a catalog.  Several times a year he travels around India visiting villages and wholesalers, where he sits in a room and people line up to show him their saris.  They unfold them and shake them out and wave them around and Fazil is surrounded by a phantasmagoria of Indian fabulosity.  He doesn't seem to be as enamored with the job as I am, so I've decided this is somehow going to be the underpinnings of my backup plan if medical school doesn't work out.  

I made him pose with the phone.  If he'd had his way, he'd have showcased his watch instead.  

On Fridays we wear white.  ("Mean Girls" anyone?)

Click on the picture for a better look at the detail work.  

Me pretending to be Fazil.  All I need is an iPhone and a pair of those amazing shoes.