As the Burrito Burns

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Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Doing The Full Frida.

My parents are down visitng from Canada and they brought me a copy of the Toronto newspaper. As I fondly remembered, it's chock-a-block full of good stuff, but one article in particular was quite entertaining. It talks about Mexico as a haven for the geriatric set seeking to re-juvenate their lives and says: "San Miguel is full of menopausal women who dress in a style known as the full Frida, which features colorful peasant dress, giant hunks of turquoise jewelry and long hair braided down the back." Reading that article had me recalling my own "full Frida" phase quite a few years ago and I even taught many a class at my school dressed in a variety of hand-embroidered huipils from Chiapas, a long, full white cotton skirt and some leather sandals. No doubt I was wearing my silver bracelets and probably a piece of turquoise or two and I might still have been smoking, a la Frida, to boot. Because I did it, I can understand the appeal for these women in San Miguel and other parts of Mexico. It comes from a deep-seated admiration for the simple nobility of so many of the indigenous peoples of this country. The incredibly rich color and design of their clothing is in direct contrast to their economic situation and once you have travelled around the country, this becomes so apparent. Take the Tarahumara of Chihuahua or the Huicholes of Jalisco and you can't help but admire their culture and that's just to name a couple of the many incredible groups exisitng in huts, caves, casitas and mountains all over the country. One of the best parts of visiting places like San Cristobal de las Casas is seeing the various indigenous groups at the local market and being so amazed by the beauty of their textiles. Since imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, it is understandable that many North Americans would want to lose the crass, mass produced polyester of their past ( how's that for alliteration?) and embrace the fabulous and ancient custom of these hand-embroidered huipils where no two are exactly alike. Frida did it most certainly because she was an artist and could well appreciate the beauty of the clothing and many, many more women have followed the trend. Then there is the whole practicality issue of wearing loose cotton in tropical heat. One soon learns that non-breathable fabrics cause sweating and unsightly rashes and that a nice loose skirt is ideal for allowing the curative breezes to blow. So, the next time you see a Gringa dressed as Frida you will understand that she is simply making a clear statement about her love for the uniqueness that is Mexico, menopausal or not.

3 Comments:

  • At 11:10 AM, Blogger Unknown said…

    Hello. I found your blog while searching for the source article about menopausal women in San Miguel "doing the full Frida."
    Would you mind telling me which paper you read
    this in so that I can access the full article?

    As a post-menopausal woman allured by
    San Miguel, and contemplating moving there,
    I would enjoy seeing this infamous item!
    Thankyou! (Am enjoying your blog, by the way.)

     
  • At 11:11 AM, Blogger Unknown said…

    oops! omitted my address!
    i'm reachable at:
    cheelasmith@sbcglobal.net

     
  • At 11:04 AM, Blogger Andrea J. Carman said…

    Hi,
    Sorry for the delay! The article was in the Globe abd Mail but I can't give you the date since I clipped it off. The author of the original can be reached at mwente@globeandmail.com

    Glad you're enjoying the posts.

     

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