Saturday, 29 October 2011

Where did you get THAT hat?


About a week ago I was asking my colleague how her unpacking was going after her recent house move. She told me that she was trying to downsize her possessions due to lack of storage space. That is when the hat doffed itself into the conversation. She had bought it for her mother and had somehow managed to get it back from the UK to NZ preserving its shape by lining it with cardboard and stuffing it with newspapers – vintage 1981 – dated typeface and stories about Charles and Diana.
The hat was purchased in Moscow on a holiday and was reminiscent of the hat Julie Christie wore in Dr Zhivago, fur, moulded to the head and oh so Slavic.
My colleague very generously asked would l like it? I was touched but said even if I accepted it would be unlikely I would be able to wear it, as I have such a huge and weird shaped head.
Today she brought it to work, I tried it on, and it fits like a glove (if you know what I mean). I don’t know who was beaming the widest, me or her, seeing how happy it made me.
On my first trip to Russia in 1991, I had neither the money nor opportunity to buy a fur hat. The second and third time I visited in summer, so they weren’t anywhere to be bought. I had to come to New Zealand - where it is politically incorrect to wear animal on your head.
Perhaps I will wear it to the Premiere of The Hobbit. I’ll blend right in.

10 comments:

rutimizrachi said...

You see how G-d loves you? It took a while, but you got your dream hat.

Margie said...

...and where is a picture of you in THAT hat? Waiting with anticipation!

toby said...

Yes, please - we want to see! It's not nice to tease :)

sparrow said...

Ladies, I will see what I can do. The problem is the plain face that it will be perched on. I don't want to take the gloss from the hat!

Dianne said...

Oh so delightful! and vintage furs seem to be coming back in acceptance and vogue. You must wear it some-where.

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