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Monday, March 12, 2007


In the faded, color photographs from my mother's graduation from Salem College in the early 1960s, my grandmother is standing off to the side, yet it is she who commands the eye. She was a startlingly beautiful woman, to be sure, but that isn't what draws one's gaze to her. No, it is my grandmother's enormous, incredible hat, a crowning magnificence that declares her to be a fabulous woman with a fabulous event to attend.

Today, such hats are generally limited to Easter and Horse Racing, but back in the day, a woman wasn't dressed for daytime festivities without a fanciful confection on her head and soft gloves on her hands.

My friends, isn't it time to at least bring back the hats?

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