Old addiction - new again

I have this thing for hats. I have many baseball hats that I wear, with a ponytail sticking out the back. But I also like fun hats, floppy hats, beach hats, Kangols, etc. I brought back a fedora from London a couple of years ago.

My first hat purchase was a tan felt derby that I purchased at a vintage shop. Unfortunately, it was slightly too small, so I ended up giving it to my mother. It was the cutest thing. I was sad to see it go. But that just started off my hat addiction. I have this silly hat that looks like a cross between a fez and a tam. It's shorter than a regular fez, brocaded/embroidered, with a short yellow tassel on top. It's a replica prop from the Harry Potter films (Dumbledore wore it). I actually wore it to work. Couldn't help myself. I've got denim beach hats, a really cute mickey mouse baseball cap as well as one that has Bashful (one of the seven dwarves) on it (so totally not my personality).

A few years ago, I was in Kansas City, with a close friend of mine. We were going out to listen to Jazz. I told him that I needed a hat. For some reason, I just felt that I needed a hat to complete the outfit. We never got a chance to go hat shopping. The hat I picked up in London would have worked, but I got it after my KC trip. I'm going out again this year. This evening, while out shopping for a battery and some glue, my trip took me to the local pharmacy. They had fedoras of several different colors and patterns. I found the perfect one for my trip. It's black, with white pinstripes, and a silver buckle. It will be perfect. Now all I need to do is see if my black polka dotted skirt still fits.

I'm going to Kansas City. Kansas City here I come.