I'm third from the left.
Yesterday I went to the High Noon festival in High Street, Northcote for my annual dose of bands and beer*.
As somebody who participated in the hippest festival, in the hippest street, in the hippest suburb, of the hippest city in Australia**, I thought I’d post my observation of what’s hot and what’s not*** for you – the loyal readers of this nonsense.
For teh chicks;
- The sixties look is very big this year – possibly inspired by Amy Winehouse.
- Lesbians are big.
- Big lesbians are big.
- Beer is big.
For teh blokes;
- Beards are big. Half the blokes there looked like extras from the Story of the Kelly Gang, so this bodes very well for Mr Kettle.
- Tatts are outsville, baby. I don’t think I saw a single person under the age of 30 with a tatt, for which we should all be profoundly grateful.
Also, after a Melbourne winter, if you put a street full of pasty-white people out in the open on a sunny spring day – said people will be all sorts of interesting shades of red by the end.
Sunburn sucks dogs’ balls.
* Although I probably have a beer a bit more frequently than that.
** I’m sorry, but we just are.
*** Although, given how fast these things move, it’s probably already out of date.