What other garment displays a personality as clearly as a hat does? Here are some of my favorites from a collection of over 1400. Click on photos to enlarge.
For the: https://weeklyprompts.com/2020/03/07/saturday-challenge-hats/
What other garment displays a personality as clearly as a hat does? Here are some of my favorites from a collection of over 1400. Click on photos to enlarge.
For the: https://weeklyprompts.com/2020/03/07/saturday-challenge-hats/

It was Easter and Vino Blanco decided to wear her Easter hat, covered with flowers, just like all the other ladies who came to Yves for Easter comida.

Her son, Martini, however, had hung up his hat before I could get a shot of him. I should have taken my photos earlier!
Here is their competition: (click on photos to enlarge.)
At the last minute, it was suggested we wear hats. Everyone but Sandy and I complied. I’d already done my hat thing for the year! Wanna see it again? Go HERE.
For Cee’s FOTD

Pariah
His classmates found him bookish and his siblings found him odd.
There were no other similar peas within his pod.
Nobody understood him—not his parents, not his teacher.
He found no ally in his doctor nor his preacher.
Oftentimes the acts for which they should have been astonished
were the ones for which he had only been admonished.
They flunked him out of chemistry for blowing up the table
by concocting an explosive that was something less than stable.
They called him just a “ne’er do well.” It seemed he wasn’t able
to do what other kids could do and so he earned the label
of klutz and geek and doofus. He could do nothing right.
He couldn’t chug a beer down. He couldn’t win a fight.
He never ever dressed right. He was fond of oddball hats.
Other people shunned him. His best friends were his cats.
Even as an adult, bad luck didn’t abate.
He remained a pariah. He couldn’t get a date.
He failed at conversation and he was a lousy dancer.
His single social skill was that he found a cure for cancer!
The WordPress prompt today was astonish.