Tapping Into my Inner Trustafarian: Part II

Who else recalls the original post from last year in which I extolled tie dye?

How ironic is it that I related hippie style, specifically tie dye, to festival concerts and now that the festivals are cancelled, there is an all time fever pitch for tie dye? You cannot scroll through your Instagram feed without encountering a handful of matching tie dye sets and an equal number of LIKEtoKNOW.it links. (Not hating; I appreciate the hustle.)

Rather than associating tie dye with Jazz Fest and Bonnaroo, it reminds me of Vacation Bible Camp. If you attended Vacation Bible Camp and did not get to tie dye a shirt on Monday to wear to the closing program on Friday, then I do not know what to tell you other than you were cheated out of an iconic experience (and garment)! Proof: there is a photo of me in front of the alter at Grace Lutheran circa 1989 in my tie dye tee at the closing program. Ever so strategically, I selected a pink / peach / orange dye color palette to pair with magenta pull-on shorts.

The recollection of this memory was triggered by my nine year old niece. While traveling to Hawaii with my husband’s family for a wedding over winter break, I noticed that she was sporting a blue and purple spiral tie dye tee shirt. I asked her if she made it at VBC, alas she did not. Regardless, like my blog post from last year, this pre-teen was ahead of the tie dye craze of 2020.

Though I normally avoid wearing (and to a larger degree, posting to the blog) trends that everyone and their sister is writing about, like headbands (and unlike wide leg pants), I think tie dye is classic. As such, these are the ones on my Quarantine radar.

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