Though most of our surviving photographs of the hippies are faded, it's easy to tell that their clothing and color scheme were anything but. The 1960s was a vivid era, and the style closely resembled the fluorescent phantasmagoria that accompanied acid trips at Woodstock. So what am I doing in monochrome psych-rock festival gear?? I figured sucking the rainbow straight out of my psychedelia would especially draw attention to the incredible shape and texture of hippie garb. Fringe, ruffles, flares, and bell sleeves... the sartorial geometry that goes into making my silhouette a statement can be easily overwhelmed by a clash of colors. And anyway, when was the last time you saw a beatnik, hippie, and 70s rock legend fashion fusion? This is what I'm all about. Acknowledging a theme -- and transcending it.
FROM TOP TO BOTTOM:
Headscarf - Secondhand
Sunnies - Party City
Velvet burnout flares - Free People, KARMALOOP
As a sensible shopper, I obviously discourage impulse purchases. But I do admit that they have their perks... you have NO idea what you'll pair the garment with, so you're entertained for hours inventing a theme for it. It's weird, but I actually enjoy working with clothing that I don't like very much because it's a challenge. And forcing myself to see garments from a more innovative perspective often results in me falling madly in love them! I adore everything I'm wearing in these photos, but when I ordered a few of the pieces online (the vest and poncho blouse, for example,) I hardly knew what they'd look like in real life. So in a way, they were impulse purchases because I didn't consider their practicality at the time. But look at how well they turned out in this ensemble! Lucky me! Argh. Fine. I'm a shopping freak, and this is just me trying to rationalize my addiction.
Everything is infinite,
Bebe Zeva