At least… I think so.
My husband has always sort of made fun of me for my clothing choices…as I’ve always been drawn to the flowy, peasanty topish, maxi dress, cream & white linen and lace gorgeousness in the stores. Even back when I was a little girl, my favorite shirts had peasant top look. I remember one in particular…I called it my Vada shirt.
I was looking at my Pinterest board: Brookish a couple of days ago and there are so many boho inspired outfits on there…
Man… if I ever won the lottery…one of the things I’d do–after some major partying and gift-giving (and all the good and noble things I’ve always said I’d do with lottery money) is buy every single thing in my Pinterest Closet…. starting with the hippie clothes.
I actually own most of the stuff in the image above… that’s my purse, and those are my boots! Yaya!
Anyways… I know that there are tons of non-hippie things in that dream closet of mine… I don’t like to pin myself down into one category really…but I think I come by this bohemian persona honestly. I remember this one time, back in Hawaii, an acquaintance that we’d spent a lot of time with was talking with me about something (that slips my mind now) and I distinctly remember him saying, “Of course. You’re a freaking hippie!” Ha!
What a posed picture, right? But these kinds of clothes were pretty typical of me while I lived there. Maxi dresses, lacy tops, flowy fabrics, loose hair, and no bra….
Yah, I’ll admit it. I hate wearing bras. Of the 3 years that I spent living in the Aloha state, I wore a bra probably about a month’s worth of the time (not including sports bras for hiking and exercise). I found out later that I was kind of known for that amongst my friends. Hahaha. In the “hippie-ish” montage below every image has at least an element of boho…and I can verify that I’m sporting support for the girls in ONE of the pics. AH! (Now…back on the mainland…and back in an office environment, bras are a must. Hm!)
WHY am I sharing this with all of you?? I dunno…
perhaps it’s because I’m craving a taste of my free-spirited days back on the island where the weather is warm and I was able to let my inner-flower child roam free. Or maybe it’s because I’ve been trying to figure out a way to work a little BOHO into my professional wardrobe… I feel the need to unleash some hippie on Maryland.
Guess it’s time to go buy some feathers and tribal fabrics.