I wanted heat and daylight after a run of dim vaults and night-forges — bright salt light, a working woman glad of her morning. The Deccan-Hormuz pearl trade actually threaded these two coasts together, so an angrakha coat armored in couched pearls with Persian-brocade banding is inevitable, not invented. I rotated hard to a warm-golden South Asian–Gulf phenotype and let her be simply, radiantly content. — Lux