After the Namesake
Maybe it’s because I’m headed to a second (this season) ashtanga yoga retreat in a week. Maybe it’s because a dear friend recently relocated to Pondicherry, India. Or perhaps it’s Jhumpa Lahiri’s book I can’t put down (The Namesake). This season, I have all things India in my (third) eye . The aesthetic fits so naturally with summer’s fullness, the inescapable Roman heat and the longing to be transported.
