Lately my daughter and I have suddenly seemed to like hats. Maybe it’s the crazy weather we’ve had out here in Houston. One day it’s freezing cold, wet and very windy, the next hot and super humid, and then back to freezing cold, windy and wet. Those all equal bad hair days.
Kathryn wore her hat for St. Patrick’s Day. Her father is Irish so naturally she got all dressed up. Her sorority shirt just happens to be green, too.
Farmboy (the aforementioned father of Kathryn) and I went to Old Town Spring on Sunday and the wind was so fierce that there was no such thing as good hair any where around. I’ve never worn hats but we purchased this one at the hat shop there and I happily wore it the rest of the day.