Given all those perfectly good explanations as to why I don't wear hats, you'd think there would be no fathomable reason why I should purchase headgear, only to have them lie around listlessly, unused and unloved. That's all true, but somehow inexplicably, I've managed to amass a large collection of hats. I think it started about two years ago when I cut my hair into a semi-bob, and was inspired to start dressing up my head a little more. That obsession only lasted several weeks, but still, I just couldn't help buying more. I do, indeed, have a problem.
Since they're not getting much wear in my daily life, I decided to start a hat series on the blog, so that they get a little love. Here's Part 1 (we won't discuss how many parts in total there are)...
Oh, also important to note, I'm definitely not naked in these photos. I was wearing a strapless top, because I mistakenly thought that would make the photos better, but in fact, it only makes things awkward. Lesson learned.
Vintage, very bad-ass, but super impractical.
Vintage from Saks, cute shape, and I've actually worn this out!
Vintage, white fox fur, ultra lux and warm, if only I lived somewhere cold.
Can't remember where I got this one, but when worn the right way, very Carmen Sandiego.
Vintage, nice shape, but of course, you can't tell with my weird ass pose.
Can't remember where I got this one, but I like it! It's the perfect, jaunty, hunting hat.
Vintage, again too small, but adorable!