So it’s my birthday. Fifty-Eight. Fabulous Fifty- Eight. Spending this one in fabulous Sri Lanka, where Fab style has a different meaning.
And so I decided it was time. I may look like a walking circus tent – or maybe not. But I have found in my travels and in My Fab Fifties Life,
comfort trumps fashion every time. Especially when it’s 200% humidity.
I now own a Kaftan. And not just any Kaftan – I had one made to my specification. The fabric created, hand painted and then dyed. I wanted orange. Bright colors look best with my Fabulous Grey Goddess hair.
I wanted long to the ground and to cover my shoulders. You see in so many countries we travel to, women must cover; legs, shoulders, midriff. This will be an easy thing to throw on for visiting mosques and temples, historic sites or walking around town or to a restaurant. Or just going to the beach to watch the sunset. It fits this life – this Fab Fifties Life.
I love that I met the women who were responsible for making the batik and dyeing the fabric. I love that I met the man who sewed it. He was so darn sweet I wanted to buy everything in his shop. In fact, I bought another dress too. Not a kaftan, but also with sleeves and covering my knees.
And best of all, guess what? These made to my specifications, hand batiked and dyed dresses cost me $20 each. Fabulous.
Happy Birthday to me. It’s gonna be another amazing year.