The details you only notice standing next to them at the pandal.

Three shades, woven in Bangladesh's own Jamdani for Puja.

Three cotton Puja looks, each shaped by its own detail.

She went blue. He went brown. Nobody went home early.

Puja runs on red, with a little peach on the side.

Peach for you, ginger for the friend who laughs the loudest.

Not every Puja moment is posed. These are for the ones that aren't.

This Puja, for moments of togetherness, in greens that go together.

She glows in blue, beneath Puja nights full of light.

Dress for the Puja days you'll want to remember.

For the Puja moments that bring us together, and the clothes that become part of them.