I am in the mood to spend some money and find the opportunity to finally redeem myself from the fact that I have been in America for this long and still don't own a single pair of Victoria Secret underwear. I walk out happily swinging my little bag but the urge to splurge is not quite yet satisfied. Unfortunately the rest of the shops don't have much to offer, aside from cheap, tacky materials and repulsively loud fashion statements.
My next purchase makes my day. Back in Florida the girls and I would talk about us in the Caribbean with floppy hats. I remember my first ever hat purchase, a true milestone in my life. I longed to have one, but had thought that I couldn't pull one off. In Australia EVERY girl wears a hat and at Bluesfest with my beautiful friend Mary (an established hat wearer) I approached the subject that I myself would like to follow the trend. We marched to the hat shop and I tried on every style, seeing a different character staring back at me in the mirror each time; from Worzel Gummage to Charlie Chaplin. Afraid to make the commitment, I decided to head of for a mars bar stuffed waffle (BEST festival food ever) and come back to it tomorrow. Standing forefront at the Morcheeba stage all that is on my mind is hat, hat, hat, hat. I confess to Mary and we head on back.
I feel like a new woman, invincible, I don't know how I have gone my whole life without wearing one. 'The great thing about wearing a hat is that you don't need to worry about what you look like, cause you know you look like you, in a hat' says Mary.
My next purchase makes my day. Back in Florida the girls and I would talk about us in the Caribbean with floppy hats. I remember my first ever hat purchase, a true milestone in my life. I longed to have one, but had thought that I couldn't pull one off. In Australia EVERY girl wears a hat and at Bluesfest with my beautiful friend Mary (an established hat wearer) I approached the subject that I myself would like to follow the trend. We marched to the hat shop and I tried on every style, seeing a different character staring back at me in the mirror each time; from Worzel Gummage to Charlie Chaplin. Afraid to make the commitment, I decided to head of for a mars bar stuffed waffle (BEST festival food ever) and come back to it tomorrow. Standing forefront at the Morcheeba stage all that is on my mind is hat, hat, hat, hat. I confess to Mary and we head on back.
I feel like a new woman, invincible, I don't know how I have gone my whole life without wearing one. 'The great thing about wearing a hat is that you don't need to worry about what you look like, cause you know you look like you, in a hat' says Mary.
Countless Fedoras are dotted in shop windows but none of them were screaming out to me. I was amazed when I walked into a pricey looking shop and placed the perfect beige straw hat proudly on my head and ask the shop owner for the price tag and she replies that it is just $10.
The weather attempts to ruin new hat day and Che is forced to place one hand on top of my head to keep my new accessory from flying off into the river and the other on my bum to keep the wind from blowing up my dress and flashing to the surrounding cruise vacationers.
The best ten dollars I ever spent...The hat fun continues.
The weather attempts to ruin new hat day and Che is forced to place one hand on top of my head to keep my new accessory from flying off into the river and the other on my bum to keep the wind from blowing up my dress and flashing to the surrounding cruise vacationers.
The best ten dollars I ever spent...The hat fun continues.