Hatless Hipster Hippie
It is getting colder now so last Sunday I was thinking about wearing one of my autumn hats. However, laziness took over so I chose my woolen when we left for Roest cafe to go for a Sunday beer. On our way, we could see that we were not alone with this idea as a big crowd of people walked in the same direction. When we arrived, we saw why: the Modern Hippie Market took place. Everywhere we looked, we could see hipster hippies mingeling around, stopping by vintage clothing stands, drinking ginger beer and nibbeling organic snacks from one of the various food trucks.
The modern hippie spirit became very present when looking more in depth at the different clothing stands and the visitor’s style. There was a lot of folklore going on with woven ponchos, Kilim boots, leather fringe jackets, feather accessories and hand made knit wear by Bulgarian grandmothers (it looked soo cute). However, one fashion piece was extremely present: hats. Western hats, Stockman hats, Fedora hats, Straw hats, all in different colors; it was like if almost every woman was wearing a hat. I was quite happy that I had chosen against wearing one when leaving the house.
Quite overwhelmed by all this ethno styling, we just ate some fries and drank a beer before heading home. It’s in that moment when I paid attention and saw that I was actually wearing Kilim boots myself. With this in mind, I did a quick dance to aplogise for my style judgement, salute my folks and make peace with my inner hipster hippie self.