The Journey of Woven riches
By Namita & Reea, The Mother Daughter Duo of WR
A little girl, sat in her handmade cotton dress watching her mother stitching and sewing. That little girl was me. ‘How uncool’ I thought. Little did I realise the fine art it was. It wasn’t until I had left India, my eyes opened to the beauty I was immersed in, yet completely oblivious to it. Every product has a unique story with magic in the hands and eyes that pour over a needle. Living in the Emerald Isle, in the small city of Belfast, I just couldn’t stop visualising the vivid colours. The radiant colours always spoke to my soul, yet my heart wanted to take another turn and I knew deep down that this was the beginning of a whole new chapter.