When I was a child, I wanted to be a hippy because, in my head, they all had long hair, wore tye-dye, and rollerbladed all the time. Don’t ask me where the idea of hippies rollerblading came from, it just existed. I remember one birthday party I had as a kid had a very strict jeans and tye-dye dress code and we all, you guessed it, rollerbladed in my unfinished basment at the time. I remember someone falling and getting hurt, but I had a good time.
Seems like inspiration comes in waves, because I have started to return to my semi-wannabe-hippy roots. I am in the midst of starting up my own handmade candle company (more on that later, be excited), I have been putting honey on my face as a mask nightly, and drinking a buttload of tea. Oh, and wearing flowy dresses like this.
Photos, as always, by Attila Adam.