“On a magnificent Friday evening, the fading rays of the day’s light were bathing the all white marble Taj Mahal with mystic orange delight. The emperor Shah Jahan was seated in his temporary royal tent looking at his ever busy engineers and their assistants hovering up and down the tomb-site. He had one more melancholic look at the tomb and its beauty out of the world; it was time to be back to his palace, his world of painful woes, the world without his wife Mumtaz, which he was afraid the most. His soul chanted another prayer until it was time to leave”…
The soft warmth of the camel colored cashmere is embedded with a labyrinth of color. Lavender, marigold, emerald—look closely and you’ll find that nearly every color of the rainbow was included when it was handcrafted by master artisans in the region of Kashmir — half a world away. And that’s what you love most about your Mumtaz Mahal Shawl—the exquisite embroidery in itself evokes the mystery and exoticism of foreign lands. And you can’t wait to wear it as you explore them.
It's late afternoon and you’re walking home along a bustling city street. Suddenly, a whiff of honeysuckle floats through the air, causing you to stop in your tracks. The scent takes you back to golden days of Paris in the springtime, where tendrils of exquisite flowering vines peek secretly from...
The romantic swells of accordion music drift through the evening air as you walk hand in hand with your love across the Pont Neuf. You feel radiant in the gift he has given you, the L'amour Shawl, feeling the delicate weight of the intricately embroidered softest cashmere across your shoulders....