Some hats can only be worn if you're willing to be jaunty, to set them at an angle and to walk beneath them with a spring in your stride as if you're only a step away from dancing. They demand a lot of you.
A couple of weeks ago, I mentioned that it was surprising I hadn't repeated myself...and this week I felt sure I *must* be repeating myself. How could I not have posted about hats?
When I was checking to see, I found an old post about men's accessories, a bunch about costumes, and one about a man who sure knows how to wear hats. But no hats. Huh!
Mouse and Top Hat
by Takeuchi Seihō
Mary of Burgundy
attributed to Michael Pacher
Bonaparte franchissant le Grand Saint-Bernard
by Jacques Louis David
Saturno, Cappello Romano worn by an archbishop
photo by Dieter Philippi
by Melissa Cabot
photo by Chris Phutully
Sea of Hats
a.k.a. Emma Goldman addressing a crowd at Union Square, New York
Lost: one cowpoke!
photo by Steve F
You know what kind of hat makes my day? Bollenhuts. A bollenhut is traditional formal headgear worn in the Black Forest area of Germany. Married women wear black pom poms, but the red ones worn by single women are particularly striking:
by Curt Liebich
The red pom-poms are said to have inspired the top (cherry) layer of Black Forest Cake. Yum!