I like hats. If you are a follower of this blog you know this. I like new hats. I like hats that show a bit of age. At a vintage clothing store, I'm game for all kinds of headwear. Well, I like to try them on and make stupid faces. Here, up at the garden, is my latest fashion foray to fight the sun while working the weeds. I can't recall where it came from. I think it might have been something J- picked up along the way in HS, or perhaps a item pulled from some seventh grader to wear on a Halloween version of a Friday morning in-house TV show that I've been affiliated with over the last 20 hers or so. LockerTalk? Do you really want to know? Maybe someday... For now, it'll suffice as garden wear.