Just watched this hilarious piss taking of the new age ethical living/ hippy culture which summed up this blog post perfectly… https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rnbtRiLamsw
Sunday Morning: a magical period of time often spent harbouring hang overs, marinating in bed before brunching; training for a marathon or participating in the coolest activity right now: visiting the markets.
I know I know, markets have been around forever, certainly before mass production took over (when we actually knew WTF was in our produce).
Like everything though, trends are cyclical, being regurgitated by different generations for differing purposes.
While I don’t want to be overly neggy on this summery Sunday, my recent trip to the local farmers market has left me slightly cynical about the marketers and their free luvin’ vibe.
A quick round of the vegan- tree hugging grounds, enhanced by the sounds of the dread locked musos, and sight of bare foot, bra-less locals moving organically to the beats, only highlights just how squeaky clean, westernised and outa’ place I am.
Despite being born and raised…
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