Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Love is sweet misery

I am sad. I forgot to tell Father Christmas I wanted a Brixton hat.
I am a hat girl. You are either a hat girl or you are not.
I am not talking brrr it is cold outside pull on a toboggan kind of girl. I am talking plan an outfit for a proper night out on the town hat girl. That is me. I wear them well.

And here it is two days till Christmas and I forgot that I really did want something.

And I haven't even been that good.
I have been kinda naughty actually.

There is no hope for me.
Unless granny gives me cash.

Get me delivered to yr email xo

photos via Brixton LTD.


Alexis said...

I envy you your hat wearing ability. I look like an idiot when I have a hat on. It is one of the great sadnesses of my life...

Rowena said...

these pictures are so inspiring. Does this mean I can wear my vintage gray felt fedora with the silk flower with my plain ole tshirt and jeans? While I'm chasing toddlers around? While typing on the internet? While making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches?

Garsh. I thought I had to have someplace to go more exciting than the grocery store.

village mama said...

you are a great speller ;-)

Patois said...

Not a hat wearer, but I really wish I were. Hope granny comes through for you.

mary said...

hahaah...you crack me up. I heart this hat, too! I wanna be the girl in the top pic. :)

nkp said...

Keepin' my fingers crossed that Granny comes through for you!


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