On A Hippie Trail Head Full of Zombie
A lot goes in to planning a three-week trip. Especially when that trip requires Rotary pins and badges and multi-cultural attire. At my last Rotary convention, I made the unfortunate mistake of wearing a halter sundress to the opening ceremonies.
People of many nations were offended.
People of other nations asked me to pose for photos.
Causing the lone person of my household to agonize over what I will wear this time around. (MTM. Not me. I just want to be comfortable.)
But, if Rotary International Conventions are one thing, they are a showcase of cultural attire. The African nations wear tribal headpieces and colorful robes. The Indians swoosh around in their saris. Last time, I got behind a group of Japanese women and swooned over their matching kimonos.
Whatever I pack, I will be no match for the dizzying display of outfits.
Maybe I’ll dress up like a zombie……and REALLY stand out.
If you could wear the clothing of another culture in everyday life, which one would you choose? And, PLEASE, tell MTM not to wear this relic from the convention in Bangkok.