Although it’s been over a week since the Royal Wedding WOWED the women of the world, there is still a huge buzz about the HATS! We American gals had never seen ANYTHING like it! The hats, the hats, the hats! I’ve seen pictures and commentary in just about every magazine and the images (especially the ones of Princess Beatrice and Eugenie) keep popping up on search engines and well, just EVERYWHERE! It DID look like a monkey landed on her head! And how on earth did she keep it standing straight up like that? Crazy!
Here’s a great article from “The Daily Mail”, a British newspaper about the hat phenomenon. You can also see the aforementioned monkey hat, although they say it looks like a “pretzel.”
In my own meanderings I found this little tidbit from American funny lady, Irma Bombeck, and thought it would be fun to share this passage instead of a quote this week!
“Women who wear hats intimidate me the most. It wasn’t so bad when everyone wore a hat, but today, the style is limited only to the few, the proud…the tall. I think that’s the key word here. Hats were never meant to be worn by women who can stand up under overhead bins on airplanes and not bash their heads in.
There was a time when I joined the Easter Parade wearing a hat. One year, it was a dazzler with a wide brim that could have offered shade to Brazil. I felt like Grace Kelly in it until I saw myself in a snapshot. I looked like the Flying Nun in search of a runway. I never wore it again.
Throughout the years, I have mentally put together a profile of women who can wear hats. Generally, they are women of great confidence. When they visit someone in the hospital, they park their car in the tow away zone. It is always there when they return for it. Their hair is always long enough on the sides to pull back and secure without little pieces standing out over the ears like Howdy Doody. They love blueberries, and they never stain their teeth.
They have two children: a boy and a girl, who are not allowed to watch television. Their husbands recite them poetry that doesn’t rhyme. They’re the first to wear white shoes in the spring. The family dog wears braces for an overbite.
I know I am generalizing, but I’m bitter. In my heart, I know there is much to admire about a woman wearing a hat who knows that she attracts the attention of every eye around her and can still walk like a person. I used to give speeches, and I’d be so self-conscious that I’d walk to the podium as though I were marching into Poland.
Today the hat wearers will be out in force: those who are comfortable in them, and those who would not feel more conspicuous if two wombats were mating on their head.
I have a hat. It is graceful and feminine and has a wide brim with a red ribbon around the band. It gives me a certain dignity, as if I were attending a state funeral or something. People are generous in their compliments. Someday I may get up enough courage to wear it, instead of carrying it.”
From “Women Who Wear Hats Stand Heads Above the Rest” by Irma Bombeck