Okay, so my grandmother's choice of hats isn't what I'd call "hippie" but my grandfather's hair sure is! They'd dressed as hippies for a costume party and if I remember correctly, they got stopped by the police on the way. I was pretty young & don't know the details, but just seeing my grandfather with that hair makes me laugh. He was a judge and didn't have a "hippie" bone in his body. Neither of my grandparents did. My grandfather sat around the house in his coat & tie while my grandmother was the type to wear white gloves when she went out to lunch. They may have dressed immaculately, but they enjoyed life and were great fun. When they let their hair down, that is.