Let's talk about hats. This may seem frivolous, but I'm okay with some measure of frivolity; I do have a style blog, after all. In fact, I think in some ways frivolity is a gift as long as it is kept under control. I know for me that in the midst of a life that can be filled with deep sorrow, suffering, and pain a little unnecessary silliness can help make it more tolerable.
Hats make me happy. They can actually be a girl's best friend. I know diamonds are supposedly a girl's best friend, but diamonds aren't going to cover up my hair on a bad hair day. Unless I had a hat made of diamonds. Although, a hat made of diamonds would send a, 'hey, check me out' vibe. And I would imagine it would also be uncomfortable. And expensive.
I wore hats a little in high school and then wore them quite a bit in college. I am kicking myself for getting rid of an amazing and HUGE hat I had when I was in college from Banana Republic. I remember it was a great clearance price. Maybe no one else wanted to buy a hat that would make people move out of the way when they walked down the side walk because there wasn't room for them and this hat? But I bought it and loved it.
Hats can be slightly challenging at times, however. For example, when you have babies. Babies like to grab hats. And hair. And anything else within their reach. Hats are also challenging when you hug someone. Dave and I were out the other night when I was wearing a hat and we ran into our friend Kris. Kris and I hugged and my hat fell off, revealing my flat, hat-head hair. But that's okay because situations that bring about humility are character builders; and besides, I love to give and receive hugs so it was worth it.
Hats do posses super powers. Not only can a hat hide a bad hair day, but it can transform an ordinary outfit. A black skirt and white shirt is nothing unique, but when you add a hat it becomes one of a kind. If you would like inspiration for hats and scarf turbans (another favorite of mine), I have a board on Pinterest dedicated to that purpose.