Wednesday, 24 April 2013

Nights in white satin


I am going to a wedding in July and it calls for a hat. How great to get married and insist that all the women have to wear a hat. It's like being a sartorial dictator! I love a hat, so I am very pleased. But I will not be going for a fascinator, haven't you heard from Philip Treacy? Dead. As a dodo.

And I rather think that a wide brimmed formal wedding hat is the domain of the older lady. So what I am thinking is something pared down. Right down. I am thinking of the turban. A super chic satin one that I have my eye on.

I just wonder if I have the cojones to carry it off.

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