“A nerd who is getting laid does not equal a hipster!” Abbott and Gillard slammed over simplistic definitions. A felt hat may also be… #jivetalk via The Worst of Perth twitter.
I tried to get a decent shot of this dude in a felt hat, rainbow scarf and sandals in Margaret River, but he was a little fast for me. But the image could still be useful for future generations to have some idea what plonkers lived in the South Worst at this time.
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Metro scarf, bumpkin hat.
Is that a metrumpkin
That crazy cat
Taint of corduroy,
despite its material
absence, still persists
I reckon the dude looks pretty groovy. Is that because I live in Fremantle? Are we so out of touch down here on the coast?
That’s no Arrondissement hipster, is all I’m saying.
i think the simple answer to that shazz is yes.
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worst? Perth? WTF?
however your twit about ECU lecturers – genius!!
mostly they live at the Scotto
Felt or Hemp?
Felt, most likely.
We haven’t the wit, as a community, to realise that the anti-hemp campaign of the 1940s was a deliberate commercial beat up to benefit cotton growers and synthetics manufacturers in the good old USofA.
The ‘third world’ suffered huge financial disadvantage as a consequence.
Still, there are some cultivation trials in progress at present, I believe, so maybe there’s some hope yet.
Rolly ol’ pard… never mind. Rabbit felt is still an eco-friendly choice, no? Personally I’m hangin’ for the birth of the toadskin hat.
A toadsking codpiece.
Start your own, J-J.
Freo markets has a vendor flogging toadskin objects from time to time; mostly small things like coin purses.
Probably too big to be a codpiece for TLA.
I could fill a dried toad and run a mile.
While it’s very kind hearted and generous of spirit and therefore typically australian to attribute corduroy here, those are clearly loose-weave linen trousers. Underneath: Birkenstocks. Felt hats are paraphenalia for certain central european football fans, possibly ironicised here. In fact this individual appears to be one of those obtainable in 6 packs from certain central european jurisdictions. Alernatively, a freo community school graduate adopting the position. In either case these “plonkers” can often provide a quality euro-root experience without the costs and bother of going to Melbourne and risk being hugged by Mark Latham in Flinders Street.
Are you basically saying that right under the noses of the rest of the country… SW has become more Europe than Europe??
Yes I I I suppose I fucking am. Geez.
There’ll be a fucking cheese factory next and a gourmet raisin outlet…ahh.
Balingup Medieaval Faire was last week,
hand beaten headgear make a practical souvenir for the psuedo-hip.
Probably picked up some ‘shrooms on the way home.
Now that’s living!