(New Delhi, July 2008)

Clothes have a tendency of performing in different ways when the environment they are worn in changes. I’ve always known this was true for my t-shirts that always seemed to get shorter on visits to India. A few years ago my husband hung his banyan  (vest, singlet… whatever you call them in your country) up on the closet door in our room in Delhi. It was summer, the fan and the air conditioner was on. The banyan did a dance for us. We were captivated….