A few years ago I was lucky enough to be invited to an Indian wedding in Mumbai. The colors, the excitement and the week-long time span were all as enthusiastically expected. What I loved was the colors. Not only was the bride beautifully embellished, but as guests we were all part of the rich spectacle of decoration and celebration. On the way there I caught this portrait of my mother, in orange, ready to embark on the week of festivities, dressed the part and ready to revel.
A Drive in Mumbai