Saturday, November 14, 2009

Hippies



Dorraine’s blog triggered this post. Thank you, Dorraine, for memories.

In 1970, I went to California for the first time aspiring to be a hippie! I went to May Company and bought the snake-skin-designed outfit in the photo. I wore it only a few times. After this photo, I made a trip to San Francisco with our twenty or so international club members. But I didn’t see any hippies during the trip. I was very disappointed.

Afterward, I wore only the bellbottom pants to my campus. I adored my purple and yellow woven shoulder bag from India and collected leather belts and barrettes with peace-sign designs.

I wish I could post my other photo with the same outfit. On that photo, my chin was up, my elbow was out forward, and I had a big grin on my face. My boyfriend then stole it. I asked him to return it, but he never did.

9 comments:

jiturajgor said...

Great Picture. I too was obsessed by hippie culture in 1973-74.I was in standard ten and I tore my trousers from bottom and made a patch on it, had long hair and wore big glasses over my eyes.My favorite Indian hero 'Devanand'
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hare_Rama_Hare_Krishna_(1971_film)

made a film based on hippies named 'hare rama hare krishna'

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hare_Rama_Hare_Krishna_(1971_film)
But soon I realized, how fake the idea was of hippism.We are human with brain and wisdom and can not destroy our life like animals.

Luciana said...

Wow Keiko! You look so pretty! Love your hair!That is a wonderful memory. Do you remember what month that picture was taken? May, perhaps?

mary p said...

I am the ultimate hippy Keiko just live in the wrong time!

keiko amano said...

Jitu,

Thank you for the link, but I didn't see the actor. Also, I'd like to see your hippie picture.

Yes, there was a negative side to that movement: drugs especially. I’m against drugs except the ones we take when we’re ill. I was focusing on the good rebel spirit of the hippie movement.

If we learned the background information, we would understand how the movement came about. Americans live not like "Fathers know best" television drama. It's far from it. Many people are friendly and diplomatic and open, but humans have to deal with the other side. Japanese call this Honne (true meaning) and Tatemae (diplomatic meaning). Not only Japanese, Americans have this honne and tatemae also.

The hippie movement is now a part of the U.S. history. It's quite deep. And many rebels then came out to feel the way you did, I’m sure.

keiko amano said...

Lu,

It was either June or July of 1970. I got there in the beginning of June. I was 19. It was a fabulous time. I felt it so free like a bird. Every day was a smell of a flower and peace.

I had a Danish friend then. In San Francisco, I kept saying to her that "where did hippies go?" Hippies sounded worse then, I guess. I didn't know. She kept saying, "Keiko, stop it." Today, I still use the word with affection.

keiko amano said...

Mares,

You also appreciate the fine spirit of 60s. That's great. It helps in writing and making friends anywhere. Don't you think?

Rebb said...

Keiko, what a great picture! I laughed when your Danish friend kept saying, “Keiko, stop it,” when you wanted to know where the hippies went. An honest question, but as you said, I guess the name sounded worse then. The hippie movement sounds like a time like no other.

keiko amano said...

Rebb,

Although she and I landed on the U.S. about the same time, she spoke English much better than I. I didn't get it, so I kept saying it, and she kept scolding me with affection. She was my best friend.

Well, actually I missed the hippie movement. It was 1970 already. But I love the fine designs of that era. The white and black dress I'm wearing on my profile photo is a revival dress from 60s. But you may not see well because I'm wearing an off-white and black flower apron over the white-black kind of psychedelic dress. On that day, I was a make-up artist.

Dorraine said...

Just saw this, Keiko. Wow, look at that beautiful hippie! Far out man. I mean, woman.:)