This week I got on a hat kick. Or maybe it was a hat frenzy. It was brought about, first of all, because in over three months I hadn’t held an article of attire in my hands, considering buying it, feeling it, checking the price tag, trying it on and I felt starved for the experience. So my sister-in-law, friend and I paid a visit to Carla at Jinglebob’s and begged her to let us in. She isn’t open during the winter months (oh wait, is it spring now? I hadn’t noticed due to the fact that I can’t see out my windows for the blizzards) but we knocked on her door and asked if she could please come out and unlock the shop so we could just look and feel things and maybe, she might possibly have a hat or two suitable for an Easter Sunday outfit . She did.
I said it was a hat “frenzy” and I meant it. Lo and behold, I saw this old Effanem wool cloche hat at my 25cent store and brought it home. Who buys three hats in one week??? I don’t even have any experience in wearing hats. But I keep reminding myself of what Mimi says: “Wear a hat or wear hair, not both!” By which she means, tuck your hair behind your ears, and out of your face so you don’t look buried in head decor. We’ll see if I can figure it out.