Lookout, low flying spaceships.

// Hat, jeans, boots, bag: Primark // Blouse: Yayer //

Hats.

A little bit scary dontchya think?

Or maybe that's just me. I suppose I should seek solace in the fact that, were I to have a breakout [probable] or bad hair day [even more so] I could don this wide-brimmed wonder and be free to roam the streets/shopping centre/supermarket without encouraging any unwanted attention.

And then I'd remember that actually, with this gigantic flying saucer of a hat upon my head, I'll probably end up warranting a fair few odd looks, each conveying a spirit of "is it a bird, is it a plane" with great curiosity I'm sure.

The day I chose to wear this outfit was delightfully sunny, chilly but still and basically the perfect weather to wear such a thing without worrying about it blowing off in the wind or getting drenched in a torrent. Because, for any non-British readers, here in England July likes to surprise us with random and pretty aggressive downpours. Seriously.

Unfortunately, my over-thinking led me to quickly snap it from my head before leaving the house anyway, in a fleeting spurt of dignity. Or maybe it was stupidity, I mean, who doesn't enjoy the odd spaceship shaped accessory every now and then?

Hmm. Maybe it can go in my 'holiday wardrobe'. Y'know, that drawer filled with the shortest shorts and strappiest sandals which are reserved only for the eyes of those poor souls abroad who I'll never have to see again.


Or maybe, just maybe, I'll brave it at home.


Midlands? You've been warned.


xxx