Every time I pass by the turnoff to Tlacolula de Matamoros, I break into song, “Be-bop-a-lula, she’s my baby.” And, seeing this guy on the front of a building on one of the town’s main streets only contributes to channeling Gene Vincent.
I was last there early this month for the first Festival de la Nieve, Mezcal y Vinagre. Ice cream, mezcal, and fruit and veggies in vinegar… what’s not to like?
And then there is the weekly Sunday tianguis (market), where women in colorfully embroidered cotton aprons over tightly pleated polyester brocade skirts (where did that style come from?) buy and sell everything under the sun.
As the article, The Pop-up Food Shops of Oaxaca confirms, I’m not the only one who is captivated by Tlacolula.
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yes, I’ve often wondered where the Tlacolula dress comes from, though it is immediately recognizable and recognized. be interesting to find that out. ditto for the other dress of the people from the sierra, the plain modern dress that is an unpleated version without collar and lace — have wondered where that one originated too. many friends wear that one, and I’ve wondered if I could get one in my size!
One of these days, I’m going to put some time into researching it… along with the plaid skirts!
next time i am in oaxaca, am hoping it could be possible to meet you. or when you come back to bay area, that could work out too. was just in oaxaca in april, and was there last oct/nov too. your comments box asks for whole name now instead of email (i am parami.paramita@gmail.com). i enjoy your blog very much, you research many things, which is something i do too. you are a librarian, and i have been a researcher. anyway, am hoping to meet you either there or here. best wishes!