There exists somewhere a photograph showing a very young child who grew up to be me wearing a red and white striped sleeping cap; my daughters later used it on their dolls so I must have been quite small. Anothre baby picture shows me wearing a blue ballcap. I have loved headgear of all types all of my life.
I have 30-40 baseball style caps at home. They used to be the primary souvenirs I would seek out on any given trip, I have at least three from a trip to Alaska. I own ‘been there’ caps in many colors so I could always color-coordinate. Sadly, all these caps now mostly gather dust.
A year or two ago a growth above my eye turned out to NOT be cancerous, but I realized that hikling and kayaking meant I needed a change in sartorial style: I needed a hat with a brim. Not being afraid to experiment I tried many kinds but I finally settled on a “Tilley’, that is, the hat I had wanted all along. My Tilley T4 is the one at the top of this blog, pictured on the top of Estes Cone in Colorado.
Tilley hat meets David in Florence, Italy. December 28, 2010
Recently I purchased another Tilley for winter wear and it arrived with our first snowstorm. Matched with my black coat I look very formal for a town where wearing shoes is considered ‘over-dressing’ but what the heck, I enjoy being different and at least this ‘different’ goes along with my taste for fountain pens in a world full of Bics and jet skis.
