Aside from the obvious reasons for my adoration – They look amazing and I am especially weak in the face of a floral headdress – the book informs me that Drokpas are “fond of music, dancing, jewellery, flowers and wine” they seem to live in a permanent state of “cultural exuberance” and hold festivals where they “dance for three nights in a row”. They are the tribe that you imagine came to existence when cinematic teenagers went to sleep wishing their parents would piss off and leave them alone.