"When you wear a hat, it is like medicine for the soul. The hat is the expression of who you are as a women in every moment! The hat is your dreams of who you can be. It facilitates the different parts of who you are: With the wave of the hat, voila! You are mysterious...no, you are sexy...now proper...now playful."
In case you wondered whether I was exaggerating about my love of hats yesterday, I thought I would give you a little peek into my closet today. Some women collect spoons, or tea cups, or figurines (and I have my fair share of all of those!), but I collect hats. I can't resist them. I just wish there were more places to wear them, as my daily life certainly doesn't require the glamor of a hat. More's the pity, in my opinion!
Hats and weddings just seem to go together, don't they?
|My sister and one of my brothers at another sister's wedding|
"With the right hat, nothing else matters."
|Evidently this was my go-to wedding ensemble one year; with a good friend at her son's wedding in Maryland|
"I myself have 12 hats, and each one represents a different personality. Why just be yourself?"
|At my nephew's wedding in Pittsburgh, accompanied by my charming husband and brothers-in-law|
"Luxurious, flirty and at times a bit sexy. We're out to prove a great hat can change your day."
|At a Kentucky Derby fundraising gala with my husband...I love this hat!|
Probably the most interesting thing about my hat obsession is that I am really quite an introvert, more of a 'watcher' instead of a 'doer', the one who prefers to stay in the back of a room and quietly sip her punch while everyone else is partying merrily. But when I put on my hat, something changes. And that's part of the fun of life, isn't it? I'm sharing this great observation from humorist Erma Bombeck today. I may not be 80 yet, but when I am I'll have my purple hat ready!
Age 3: She looks at herself and sees a Queen.
Age 8: She looks at herself and sees Cinderella.
Age 15: She looks at herself and sees an Ugly Sister (Mom, I can't go to school looking like this!)
Age 20: She looks at herself and sees "too fat/too thin, too short/too tall, too straight/too curly"- but decides she's going out anyway.
Age 30: She looks at herself and sees "too fat/too thin, too short/too tall, too straight/too curly" - but decides she doesn't have time to fix it, so she's going out anyway.
Age 40: She looks at herself and sees "clean" and goes out anyway.
Age 50: She looks at herself and sees "I am" and goes wherever she wants to go.
Age 60: She looks at herself and reminds herself of all the people who can't even see themselves in the mirror anymore. Goes out and conquers the world.
Age 70: She looks at herself & sees wisdom, laughter and ability, goes out and enjoys life.
Age 80: Doesn't bother to look.
Just puts on a purple hat and goes out to have fun with the world.