ABOUT COLLECTION




SITARA
MOOD
She rises not from earth — but sky,
A whisper born where stars lie high.
With every thread, her soul unwinds,
A story etched in sacred lines.
The flame she lights, the songs she hums,
The joy, the rites — it’s she who comes
Draped in twilight’s cosmic hue,
A galaxy in every view.
She folds the dawn into her pleats,
With vermilion fire beneath her feet.
In every stitch, a prayer, a sign —
That she is more than just divine.
Before the thaal, before the grace,
Before the home wears festive face —
Let her adorn what she’s always been,
The star, the soul, the light within.
TIES & TECHNIQUE
Sitara: “Born from a Star” — A Celestial Tale in Thread
When a woman is born, a star is born.
Not merely a spark of life, but a cosmic force — emerging from the divine nebula, carrying galaxies in her spirit and centuries of wisdom in her soul.
This collection of hand-embroidered salwar-kurta sets is a celebration of that very woman — the nurturer, the tradition-bearer, the quiet force behind every home, every ritual, every celebration.
Inspired by the stars, this collection draws from ancient symbolism, where stars were seen not just as distant lights in the sky, but as energy portals, guiding souls back to the divine source.
Every motif delicately hand embroidered in this collection whispers a reminder: you are the star — not just of the gathering, but of the universe you hold together. You are incredibly important and impactful, not just in your immediate surroundings, but in a much larger cosmic sense.
Our colour palette bursts with vibrant festive hues — the reds of vermillion, the yellow & rust of aarti flames, the blues of twilight skies before a festival night. The silhouettes are rooted in comfort yet drenched in celebration.
In the rhythm of Karva Chauth, the glow of Diwali, the devotion of Teej, and the joy of Ganpati — it is she who brings the festival alive. And yet, somewhere between the shringar and the soiree, she forgets she is the soul of the season.
This collection is her gentle mirror — to pause, to remember, and to celebrate herself.
Because before she dresses the home, the thaal, or the family — she deserves to be adorned in the stardust she’s made of.
She is not just part of the celebration — she is the reason it begins.
THE COLLECTION












