

“That girl in the banana saree didn’t know she was starting a revolution. She just wanted to make her dead grandmother laugh. The gallery isn’t about the clothes. It’s about permission. Permission to be loud, brown, and unapologetically sassy.”
“That girl in the banana saree didn’t know she was starting a revolution. She just wanted to make her dead grandmother laugh. The gallery isn’t about the clothes. It’s about permission. Permission to be loud, brown, and unapologetically sassy.”