A few days later I walk past her shop. She yells out to me "Madam, look." pointing upward to a row of bags hanging. "Sunita, that's my bag. That's my design, you can't sell my design."
She laughs. "you very good designer madam, good for my business."
I was in Mapusa market one afternoon, looking for a place to sit and have a coffee or chai. The sun was in its full expression and i was hot and sweating. The smells of Indian spices pierced the thick air; cumin, garam masala, mint, and cardamom and the density of the crowd of people - feeling like they all wanted a something from me - felt oppressive.
Read MoreAnother day, another journey, and another moment I am alive and grateful for it all.
Read MoreI come here each year to re-charge and to get my inspiration for the years designs. The style blends free thinking bohemians from all over the world with a heavy influence of European design and sensibility.
Read MoreI was arriving near sundown and to my left, the sun was setting behind a large volcano, casting deep shadows on the rock wall to my right. We drove through a canopy of tall, lean Eucalyptus trees and I became nostalgic for my childhood and the long country drives I took with my family in my birth country; Australia.
Read MoreIn our 'featured nomads' series, we aim to take the mystery out of living a modern nomadic life. We'll often feature people whose business was born from travel adventures or who are actually living the adventure in their work. Nina & Ryan were the perfect couple to tell their story.
Read MoreGreat style is spread throughout this amazing country. From small town Texas seeing guys in chaps, that aren't assless, to native american Indians sitting in hip coffee shops wearing a bola tie and long braid. Boho chic was all over California, and fringe was spotted throughout all the small towns I visitedj, in the south. The Love Nomadic customer is truly roaming through this big beautiful land.
Read MoreWhen it was time to leave, my friends (the family) and owners of this 75 year old, family run company, escorted me to the train station and waited until my train (which was predictably late) arrived. I assumed a quick goodbye would suffice once the train arrived but no, they insisted on walking me directly to my sleeping cabin.
The most kind hearted, gracious hosts. I am excited to do some great business with them.
Now you might have a better understanding of where your Camelia makeup bag comes from, why you might not find the same color again (so snap it up quickly) and what kind of energy, and philosophy it supports. We really do pay with our dollars.
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