Come rain or shine: lederhosen
Herbert Lipah’s enthusiasm for lederhosen seems to be innate. The local of Munich-Pasing can’t remember wearing anything else before the age of 15. And clearly he was not the only with a fondness for such clothing. Throughout his circle of friends and acquaintances, the short cowhide lederhosen were passed down from big brother to little brother, and neighbor to neighbor. His granny sewed long socks which could be clipped to the top of his lederhosen, meaning he could wear the mighty pants even in winter. The sixties changed everything — even if it was only temporarily. Jeans and cord trousers replaced lederhosen for a time. The era in which the only visitors to Oktoberfest were those from the highlands, where members of traditional costume clubs and musicians in lederhosen were seen, are Greek to Herbert Lipah today. But much to his delight, lederhosen made a real comeback in the eighties.