Tagged: hippie

Topanga Days Parade 2017: Who Let The Hippies Out?

Topanga Days.  If you’re not from here, you probably don’t know. But should you? Well, it’s certainly an acquired taste. Let’s try a little quiz— *Do you like patchouli, second hand pot smoke, tie die t-shirts, henna & dirty hippies? *Are you craving an environment where bras and shoes are optional and kids roam the streets like wild banshees? *How about peace, love, live music...

Ain’t No Parade Like A Topanga Parade

‘Cuz a Topanga Parade smells like weed.  This year’s celebration was one for the ages. Sixteen years ago, my husband and I decided that people suck, so we should make our own.  When deciding where to raise them, we figured, ‘Hippies are Better than Yuppies’ so we landed in Topanga Canyon. We weren’t interested in a community, new friends or even a backyard crop of ganja.  But we...

Freak Of The Week: Karma Chameleon

Here in LA, it takes a lot of somethin’ to get people to stop what they’re doing and take notice of a car.  We’re all so numbed by the endless parade of $300k supercars, Bentleys with private drivers and matte black G-wagons that to get a group of non-tourists to stop what they’re doing on a Wednesday afternoon & gape at a particular ride, well you know that...

Pimp My Ride, Hippie Edition

For many of you, a hippie is the guy with the peace sign on the back of his Toyota: And to him I say, yawn.  Come on, man.  Here in California, we’ve got real, live hippies. The ones that have hairy legs, consider pot a food group and still wonder if Jerry’s really dead.  Here in LA, hippies still have to drive– so every once...