Show and Tell Friday

Its Friday show and Tell thanks to Kelli at http://kellishouse.blogspot.com/
I have a love of hats and gloves, not the winter variety, but the English Wedding variety. I have more than one hat box and one very stuffed glove box. My grandmother wore the most amazing hats. Full of style and pizazz. You noticed her hats. I got to play with them when they no longer "worked" for her. I wish I still had them....

Never mind wishing for those, they are gone off to wherever old hats end up, now I simply find my own hats to purchase. Some small and demure, perfect for a crowded church, where big hats often obscure the view of those behind you, and other hats are just out to make a statement and the person behind me just simply looses out on the view beyond my hat.

I watch Keeping Up Appearances rather faithfully and oh and awww at Hyacinths hats, except the one with those massive plums on it that the dog ate. I even went so far as to buy a video of the movie, Three Weddings and A Funeral, simply to see all the hats in that movie. I don't really like that movie, but I adore the hats in it.

Its a strange relationship for me, most of the time I am speaking about simple living, about living plainly, and yet here I am with this love of flashy wonderful hats and gloves. Color and style, flair and statement. Woman have the right to be multifaceted, like a fine gem, a sparkling diamond and hats seem to be one of those facets for me. Even when working in the garden, I love wide brimmed hats and darling little gloves. But I am not a big fan of dressing up, but I do on occasion, just so I can wear a hat. I never fly without wearing a hat. One time I flew to Boston from California all dolled up as they say. Red and black heels, (not too high though) black slacks, black mock turtle neck, bright red blazer and an amazing black and red hat, not too big, but full of style. I was standing in line for my boarding pass and an elderly lady walked right up to me and said, "Darling, you are a refreshing to see, woman don't dress up to travel any more and its sad." I had visions of her travelling by train in the days of black and white movies, full of class and style. I will tell you, that a woman wearing a hat, dressed up, gets all the doors opened for her.

So today for show and tell I share with you this side of me that certainly departs from the simple living homestead gal.

My favorite hat

My gardening hat

A few pair of gloves !

A couple more hats

Even my girls wore hats

Melanie has picked up my love of hats