This year I discovered the appeal and utility of hats. A decent fedora makes me look business like – an I don’t mess around type of woman, a newsboy – spunky, hip and fun, a baseball cap – gritty and tough – a slugger at heart! Beantown is a hat wearing town – loyal to the Sox. I wear a hat just because I can! I don’t have to be a fan!
I attibute this new discovery to growing my hair this year. I have thick wavy shoulder length hair now that gets in my way when I do yoga or exercise. Since I don’t like hair in my face, I have given in to wearing hats to control my reticent locks.
I always envied people who could wear a hat and look good! In the past, hats were never my thing. They annoyed me because they never fit right. Now they make hats especially to fit a woman’s head! Since I was a kid I grew up wearing a sweatband around my forehead. They were handy and comfortable. It must have been the influence of the great tennis stars of the 70’s like Bjorn Borg. Today we have choices when it comes to hats, althletic clothing has become much more functional with breathable materials like cool max. Now I’m getting off track. There’s nothing like a “dri-fit” visor out on the golf course or a baseball cap protecting my precious head from the sun’s rays!
