I scanned my elbow, to show you. In all your psychedelic dreams, could you ever ride a cloud as mind-blowing as the paisley on my blouse? Intricate patterns hint at life's inner mysteries, the cosmos unwinding around a single pearly star, the nuclei spirals of broken atoms. The paisley reads like an ancient text revealing the root of all things. I bought it at Boomerang, a vintage store in Westport. Good for trips of all kinds.