Throwback Thursday, Face 16

Ma came from a time when women wore hats. She loved hats. There were hats to wear while running errands and fancy hats to wear to church, visiting, or special occasions. Every year, there would be a new ensemble for Easter. Coat, shoes, handbag, and hat. One year, in the late 1960s, Ma found a spring green coat, a straw handbag (though it looked more like a steamer trunk), and a yellow hat. The hat was a giant pillbox affair (not the petite style Jackie Kennedy wore). It was covered in yellow, fabric flowers. The blossoms would flutter in the breeze. I thought the hat looked more like a beehive.

When I was a kid, I hated wearing the frilly hats. Hated the elastic band under the chin that choked you or the pinchy, vice grip things inside that pressed into your brain to hold the hat on your head.

Are you a hat fancier?