Can you say Hippie Bling without laughing? Hehehe! Neither can I, but here it is!
Post a comment on my blog telling me what you think of when someone says, "hippie," and I will choose the new owner of these earrings through a random number pick. If you are old enough to have lived through those years, you have very strong feelings. Please post them either way. NO BASHING of individual posters, please. That has never happened here and I hope it doesn't, but I have never brought up such a potentially controversial subject in this blog before.
Because I don't want to exclude the guys, you have an option for a gift certificate to my studio for the price of the earrings (sales not included) as a prize rather than the earrings. Even if you are female and want a different item from my studio, you may also select the gift certificate.
So let's do some reminiscing or some history research (Man, the Chicago Democratic Convention was over 42 years ago!) and have some fun!
Winner will be announced on Friday, April 1. What a better way to celebrate April Fool's Day? But the contest is no joke. The prize will be awarded.
This says it all!
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When is the drawing taking place, Ali?
ReplyDeleteNever mind...I just read your post and saw it will be this Friday! :::walks away embarassed:::
ReplyDeleteHahaha Button. I didn't say only 1 entry per person so I guess you are entered 3x.
ReplyDeleteWhen I hear the word hippie, I immediately look around knowing full well that there must be someone in my age group behind me. My kids dont even know how to spell the word, let alone know what it means!
ReplyDeleteRemember, old hippies never die, they just lose their beads (or is it their marbles?)
Ali, I remember those days like they were yesterday!! woodstock, bell bottoms, flowers in my hair, Jimmy Hendrix, Janis Joplin, and most of all, "Make Peace, Not War".
ReplyDeleteJohn Lennon" Give Peace a Chance and the great "Bed In" with he and Yoko giving interviews from their bed!! Those were the days!!
That song went through my head over and over again when he was shot :(
ReplyDeletePeace, Love and Getting High oh and Woodstock!
ReplyDeleteThe Wild DAS :)
OK, if you are not on ArtFire, you must leave a contact email address. Going to search for DAS...
ReplyDeleteOy! DAS brings back over 150 pp between ArtFire and Etsy.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely TIE DYE! ;-)
ReplyDeleteI remember hair, long beautiful hair. The person I know who had the best hair ever was this guy named Sunshine who lived in his van in our parking lot. We lived in a three story rented house and our landlord didn't care. Anyway, Sunshine's hair was gorgeous and so was he. And no I didn't....
ReplyDeleteWhen I hear the word "hippie", I am immediately transported back to being a little girl and hearing my parents talk when they thought we weren't listening. I was born in 1969, so clearly I wasn't a hippie, but my parents lived right through that era in completely different ways. Daddy was the old-school guy who thought "hippies" were heathens and Mama was the free-thinker who told him to lighten up and watch the world change. My parents are still in love and still disagreeing - and I'm still the kid waiting to overhear them talk about those days :)
ReplyDeleteI was on the tail end of the hippie era. I graduated in 1969. I remember VW buses, flower power, peace symbols, bell-bottomed pants, long straight hair and more. And... the more things change, the more they stay the same. I now have a 11-year-old granddaughter who loves the peace symbol and tie-dye. She has it on her backpack, her sheets, her walls, her sweatshirts, etc. She'd love those earrings! :)
ReplyDeleteWhat great stories! Love is funny, isn't it, Sebastian's Mom?
ReplyDelete“Hippie” - brings me back to my early teens, with my embroidered jeans and beaded chokers (hand crafted by me). My parents were considered "hippies" and we lived in the suburbs. My brother and I were not exactly “welcomed” by everyone in the community. We went to peace rallies, my Mom was considered the “Earth Mother” of the group they hung with and was well respected. Nobody messed with her/us (and she weighed all of 95 lbs .. but they thought of her as pure as the driven snow). I was able to go with my parents to the bar (during the day) with the musicians, bikers, their girlfriends and groupies and listen to the bands jam (I loved it). Everyone there treated us with respect; we were all “family”. The music back then was so powerful, I had hope for the future – I felt things changing and WE were part of that change. I actually thought the rest of the people would wake up and see things had to change or we would end up where we are today. I THOUGHT others “got it” that we had to take care of the Earth; help take care of each other and things were on the right track ... then, it seemed to turn out to be a lost cause. I have to say, I am VERY disappointed that we aren't still "Making Love, Not War" and that the people don't have the power. I really wish we could get past our differences and just learn to get along with each other. Yes, I am passionate about "those times". Thank you for letting me share. ~ Peace and Love ~
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing the things that are just given lip service, isn't it? I can remember when I found out that it was legal to discriminate against gays and lesbians...Not a whole lot of progress made either with race or orientation, but some places are doing the right thing: some places always have.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately here in Michigan "Progress" is not a word that seems to be very popular lately. I am glad to see people finally out protesting again though .. at least some are trying .. :)
ReplyDeleteI love the word hippie , I was one, it was one of the best times of my life
ReplyDeleteI just had to return today to read all the post! :)
ReplyDeleteYa know..it was a turbulant time, a coming of age time for some of us, and it became a historical time!! How could we have ever imagined that we were all in the middle of history in the making?
Right in the middle of the Vietnam war and being terrified that my husband would be sent there next. Friends dying all around us and others getting involved in the drug culture.
I really do have fond memories of that era!! I'll never forget the radio show on the air when we were stationed overseas.."Good Morning Vietnam!!" Robin Williams played the part of the real dj in the movie, but I listened to the military show!!
I think of good music, bad weed and greasy hair. But I would where those earrings with pride! brightbird@gmail.com
ReplyDeleteI think of rebellion, freedom, anti-materialism, anti-establishment everything, open self-expression, thumbing rides, VWs, and flower power.
ReplyDelete7.5 hours left to enter!
ReplyDeleteYou have really brought back some memories. I still have all my albums; The Doors, Peter Paul and Mary, Iron Butterfly, Woodstock which I attended! Talk about a party! and Janis was the greatest. Still wear my elephant bell jeans and hip huggers (which show a roll or two now but who cares - I don't!, all my bead jewelry and even the flowers in my hair. My husband speaks his words like "Far Out", "Cool" and people look at him like he's crazy but we don't care - "Be what you want". We both wear a choker style necklace with the peace symbol. Your the greatest and thanks for such wonderful memories!
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And the winner is:
ReplyDeleteWooleyCreek!
Congratulations!
Oh my!! Thanks so much!!This has been a wonderful giveaway. It's brought back such fond memories for me!!
ReplyDeleteLong live old hippies!! :)
I just had to come back to check the posts. Thanks for a wonderful trip down memory lane, everybody! And congratulations to Wooley Creek!
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