Even though I showed up Saturday with my New Orleans French Market broad-brimmed red hat, I confess that it never made it to my head. First in the bike basket (it was windy), then hooked to a suspender strap of my overalls; it was everywhere but there.
I must leave it to one of my "men who dress me". Mike pointed out that the problem was that it was NOT a floppy hat. It was too stiff and did NOT fall nicely...pretty, but not floppy. And of course, he was right. Not only was he on target, but he brought another red one for me that flops just right.
To be honest, I think it looks even better on him than me. A girl can never have too many red hats! We're ready for whatever next big event comes along...Another Huge Merci to Mike!
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