Hats on.

I'm so torn on hats. 

 One minute I'm in love, and the next I'm stuffing them in some drawer due to lack of wearability.

It's so hard for me to don one without perpetually feel like I'm trying too hard. 

Something about making that additional decision to plop the topper on my head often makes me uneasy - almost like I have to defend my decision to put it on or to prove that I'm doing it seriously. 

In fact, as I sit here browsing the "Fall Hats" slideshow on "Who What Wear", I don't feel as if I'm the only one. 

Something about the expressions of so many of the women seem as if they're challenging the camera - as if they're saying "I dare you to comment on my blatantly masculine accessory choice".

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And could that be it? 

Do you think that there might be a difference between the way a woman feels in a masculine hat versus a feminine one?

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I know that for me, my demeanor morphs from defensive to demure with the switch in sartorial sexuality, 

but could that be because I'm not entirely comfortable with the accessory in the first place? 

For me, it's always a bit of a costume, so naturally I always going to feel as if I'm playing a sort of role. 

But what if you feel that like, say, a bolero, is an extension of your personality? 

Does your attitude change (like mine above), or are you suddenly more yourself than ever before?

hat: Urban Outfitters, shoes: UO (on sale in stores), jacket: Vera Pelle, pants: Cheap Monday

Is anything I'm saying making sense?

If not, just look at the shoes. 

Pretty neato, no?

Cheers. 


Afterthought: I promise I'm clean. Why my eyes are failing to open is something I'm committed to investigating. 

Afterthought #2: Check this look out in the New York Times' "Fall Transition" Slideshow here.