When wearing a Mumu and a great matching pair of sunnies, I sometimes feel like I am in a disguise. Not just any disguise but a really comfortable one that leaves most people a little confused about where you come from or what kind of ‘look’ you are going for. In fact, that sums up how I often feel when getting around the town in my Mumu. It is like you have turned up to a costume party but you are the only one who really dressed up… everyone else has made a piss weak effort. And let’s face it, life is like a costume party. Everyone is trying to dress up as something or someone but no one will admit it. We live in a state of denial, pretending that we don’t really care about fashion. When in fact, it can take a long time to look like you haven’t given it any thought at all.
It would be arrogant of me, however, to think that I am the only one wearing a costume with pride. Take Peter, for example, the accordionist that I met on Degraves St. He’s not afraid to admit that life for him is a Bohemian Costume Party… Not only does he sport a fine moustache and accordion, he also runs his own costume shop! Inspirational.
