Picture the last vintage sari it was cut from, folded away in a Jaipur trunk for years, waiting. Now it moves again — re-dyed in warm olive and toasted brown, its old floral motifs surfacing here and there like half-remembered stories.
The silk falls loose from the shoulders, cool and weightless against the skin even in the thick heat of an August afternoon. Slip it on with nothing underneath and it still feels dressed, thanks to the soft V-neckline and sleeves that catch the breeze as you walk.
Wear it barefoot on the terrace at golden hour, a glass of something cold in hand, or over a swimsuit as the sun starts to dip — this is a kaftan for slow evenings, not fast ones.
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From Aurobelle Ibiza.