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Can Cau market, a little bit further.

Flower Hmong women were congregating around the fabrics stalls, where the only pieces sold are the gloriously colored and patterned Flower Hmong dresses : for who doesn't know what the word colorful means, I suggest learning through the Flower Hmong book.

Of course, you'd then argue that this photo should be in color. It doesn't make sense in BW... Why the hell?

...Lemme explain...

We should be colorblind too, because all the Hmong clothes seemed very similar to us, just an incredible array of color with loads of patterns.

One of the first thing I said to Nono Fixed, meeting him the day after, was : "I guess most of the scenes are strictly BW photo ops". I might have sounded quite foolish at the moment, although Nono nodded (He's a good folk too) ...and rushed to his Holga+Tri X.

I suppose the eye and the touch of the expert Flower Hmong woman makes the difference between some fabrics you wouldn't dress your horse with (No dog left, all of them have been eaten), and the one that'll tear them down with jealousy, these old rantin' b*tches at the village...

I'm hardly joking : I have been witnessing for quite a long time what was a passionate discussion between a teen girl and her mother purchasing a new dress.
I didn't understand a word but it went like (imagine they were fighting on what I would have thought similar coors and patterns):
"- You're not gonna go out and dress like that!
- Aaaaah... c'mon, you're always trying to buy me old fashioned style clohes, you don't know anything about the new flower Hmong fashion...
- Me alive. I cannot let you dress with that flower pattern!"
... and so on

For the record, later in the day, a rainshower surprized us while soft trekking around the hills. We we had to find a cover quickly before my cameras got all drowned.
Eventually, a Hmong Flower boy offered us to come into his thatched 3 rooms house, the earth floored dressing room was filled up with hanging women clothes...probably more than a dozen, I guessed there were even more in the other rooms, I then assumed it was a numerous family living in this house... I was surprised of his reply when the boy told me tht the only women living in the house were his mother and his sister.

I suppose the girls will also complain everyday they have nothing to dress on. Aaaaah... ladies...

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