I am not a hat person. Not like my friend Lisa who looks good in every hat and has a collection so large it needs it’s own room. Other than something to keep me warm in the winter and the occasional baseball cap, I’ve never actually worn a hat that I can remember. So why I have purchased two so far this season is beyond me.
I must be dreaming of a secret life where I sit on a beach and need protection from the sun. Or feel stylish and gutsy enough to walk down the street with adorned head. Or maybe I’m preparing for a life in Australia at the races. It could all happen, ya know.