I've never been much of a hat person. I have several baseball caps that I've never worn and even though my dermatologists insist that I make wearing a hat part of my personal health regime, I still am remiss on shielding my skin from the sun by means of a wide-brimmed sombrero.
And yet I have found that I have acquired several of these head adornments and in the attempt to organize our stuff in our relatively limited living space I realized I needed some means to properly keep these oddities.
After sorting through hats and my history of hats, I realize that while I am not a "hat person", I do indeed wear them regularly enough, for both practical and whimsical reasons.
I have never run a marathon or an ultra marathon without my floppy "foreign-legion" style hat which I picked up while working on Tank Girl forever and a day ago. It protected me on the snow white dunes of White Sands, New Mexico where the temps went up to 122F in the shade.
I have several beanies and caps I don when the weather dips down.
And then I have a little collection of hats that go with various costumes.
It's been fun tripping down memory lane and taking a look at my history with hats.