From Thrissur to Paisley

Then I moved to Scotland.

My lungi didn’t survive its first Paisley winter. Thin cotton and a cold flat don’t mix. Joggers were warm but never felt the same: tight waistbands, cuffs riding up, and no way to sit cross-legged on the sofa.

So I made the thing I wanted: a lungi in thick, double-sided fleece. Loungie keeps the wrap, the freedom and the fold-up, and adds the warmth of a blanket. When you sit down for the night, undo it and it becomes a throw.

Made in small batches. Our first batch is cut and sewn by a local maker here in Scotland, and every one is checked before it leaves. We’d rather make a few properly than a lot badly.

Lungi freedom. Blanket warmth. Whether you’ve worn a lungi your whole life or never heard the word, I hope Loungie becomes the first thing you change into when you get home.