The 35th annual Haight-Ashbury Street Fair fell on what the rest of California would consider a summer day. June 10th was hot and bright and it seemed like everyone was out in the Haight, showing off skirts and dresses pulled from hiding in the backs of their closets.
As you would expect, the neighborhood Hunter S. Thompson dubbed “Hashbury,” plied its share of incense, African crafts, and Bob Marley mugs. But there were also street performers, food booths, reps from the array of vintage shops in the district, and the lovely ladies of Betty Paige, probably sweltering in their stockings:
Why didn’t I think of this? I’m one briefcase away from my own illicit, travelling jewelry stand!
As with so many events in San Francisco (and really, anywhere people enjoy community gatherings), the idea was just to see and be seen, eat, mingle, and sunbathe. I walked away with nothing but photographs, a sunburn, and a few good ideas, but it was well worth it.
Also on my immediate thrift list: a parasol.
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