Every year in Fiji when the festival of lights draws closer there is mad rush to Mark Street and Cumming Street to forage through the dinky little Indian stores to see if we can find that perfect set of earrings or bangles to complete the 'Diwali' ensemble'. Women actually get their outfits direct from India. This is serious business.
And if you're very lucky, you get onto the exclusive guest list for the ANZ Diwali party where the women rival the Bollywood stars, then you're in for a night of high fashion.
It's a sensory overload when you arrive at the party and that's what I love about Diwali, there is no such thing as too much bling or colour. Kurtas, ghangra cholis, salwaar kameez of all colours float around the party. Oh the bling, the glorious bling rivals Mr. T but it is so glamorous you find yourself thinking 'Hmmmm I wonder if I can pull that off?'.
I'm a first timer to this big ticket event and as I chat to different women about what they're wearing, I am pleasantly surprised to hear some have purchased their outfit direct from India or recycled from a friends closet. High five to friends! Sorry guys, but you left me hanging. Men need to bring their 'A' game next year.
But alas, I'm there to observe, see who stands out in the crowd and let me tell you it was extremely hard but I did it.