OK, It’s a late Saturday Post (Saturday Evening Post?). I guess it’s a weekend thing. Judge me if you are so inclined.
Our luncheon with friends didn’t happen, but Kim came over and we had pizza and a few laughs. I was in sweats by then but feeling bad about not getting dressed up with fancy hats. So we improvised.
This was the first time I wore my spider fascinator, which I picked up at a garage sale to benefit H.A.L.O., the local cat rescue organization (just to give them another plug).
The the pirate hat was purchased for a Halloween costume in Georgia, back in the early 00’s. Waste not, want not, I always say.
I acquired this hat more recently at a church rummage sale. An elderly man working at it kept modeling the hats to entice me to buy them. It worked. I think this looks like one worn by the character Ilsa Lunt in Casablanca. Ingrid Bergman has got nothing on Steve!
As always, when I see striking hats, I remember the Roger Miller song, “Hey, kid, where’d you get the lid? Where’s you get a hat like that?” I just loves me some Roger Miller.