When I was a kid, men wore hats. Actually, women wore hats too. My dad had lots of hats in his closet. I like hats. I have lots of hats too.
Before the mid-1960s almost no man would venture out in public without wearing a hat. I once was told that it was John F. Kennedy that put an unwitting stop to it. I heard that Kennedy didn't like to wear hats and so men started leaving their houses with naked heads. I have also read that it was probably a coincidence...that Kennedy was also following a hat-less trend. Sean Connery wore a hat as James Bond in Dr. No, but soon left it in his closet for following missions. So what happened to the hat?
I do know that I am sorry that it happened. I like the fedora. I liked it when men once considered hats as a necessary accessory. Hats are both functional and stylish.
The weather turned cool this past weekend. I pulled my Stetson from my studio wall hook. My bald dome needs cover during the colder months. I went for my fedora. Gina gave me my stylish Stetson the Christmas before last. It replaced my tattered old fedora that I had worn since 1988. The old hat is just too old and has shrunk...or my head has grown. It's now wall decoration.
I guess I am old school. I'll always have a fedora or two on my hat rack. I'll keep wearing them.
"Cock your hat - angles are attitudes."
- Frank Sinatra