Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do.

For some, it may mean pumpkin spiced treats with thick sugared icing. Or, perhaps, it means a festive holiday that includes ghastly ghosties and fake bloody cleavers in the side of perfectly-rational-the-rest-of-the-year heads. Or, maybe, it's an excuse to get a jump start on your Christmas obsession. But, it's not Thanksgiving, that's for sure. If we're being honest, most find a day of thankfulness slightly to moderately boring and are just in it for the mashed potatoes and pie.

Me? Believe me when I say my aim is true to the season. I have officially dubbed Autumn the metaphorical eve of Hat Season. It's the most wonderful time of the year when a hat can serve as both fashion statement and lazy hair grooming concealer. Later, the necessity of warmth becomes a factor but, for now, let us be honest.

Wake up late because you're not that good of a person? It's a hat day.

Prefer late night bathing due to a plethora of fall allergens that cling to hair and bedding alike? Next morning is a hat day..

Been waiting all summer to sport the groovy cap you bought on your beach vacation in the spring? Make it a hat day.

Even if it's just a simple matter of buying yourself 15 more minutes of sleep, wear the hats and wear them well. Whaddya you have to prove with your perfectly washed, conditioned and coiffed 'do? You're not too good. Don that topper proudly while the time is right.

The Hat Season is upon us and I have purposed, this year, to be a good steward of the time I've been given as well as millinery trade workers around the world.

Tis the Season. Carpe diem!


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