Years ago, a friend of a friend was living in Cambodia and came back to the city laden with traditional Cambodian scarves called krama. Mine was a deep iridescent blue silk, with purple and yellow threads running through the weave. I got a lot of use out of it, and even wore it with other scarves when Winter rolled around.
When my girl guinea pig, Caramella passed, I wrapped her in my krama and laid her to rest. It was a fitting way to say goodbye to my beautiful piggie and a lovely scarf. On a random thrift day, I found this krama amongst the jumble of what-nots. It's as simple, stylish and striking as my last one.
I'll have this up in my Hello My Friend shop, but for now enjoying its pairing with this simple grey tee.
8.23.2008
krama
Years ago, a friend of a friend was living in Cambodia and came back to the city laden with traditional Cambodian scarves called krama. Mine was a deep iridescent blue silk, with purple and yellow threads running through the weave. I got a lot of use out of it, and even wore it with other scarves when Winter rolled around.
When my girl guinea pig, Caramella passed, I wrapped her in my krama and laid her to rest. It was a fitting way to say goodbye to my beautiful piggie and a lovely scarf. On a random thrift day, I found this krama amongst the jumble of what-nots. It's as simple, stylish and striking as my last one.
I'll have this up in my Hello My Friend shop, but for now enjoying its pairing with this simple grey tee.
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