Our tīpuna would adorn themselves in kōkōwai, sometimes head to toe. This probably isn’t so practical for us now (if you want to rock that look though, I'm so here for it). I have dyed linen clothing, bucket hats, even undies and my sister wore the hottest top to “One Love” made out of whenua stained bandanas. When I wear dyed/stained pieces of clothing, I feel like I'm being cradled by my whenua, tīpuna and repping my hapū/iwi.