The hat’s the thing
Here’s something I discovered today. People look at you differently when you wear an eye catching hat. Seriously. This floppy green vintage hat turned quite a few heads this afternoon and in all honesty it was quite disconcerting. I don’t think I’ve ever had so many smiles, nods, quiet complimentary whispers, ‘pardon me’s’ and general courtesy – and this is London!
Strolling through Greenwich, I felt like a million dollars. This might just be my accidental equivalent of power dressing…..seventies style. I found myself walking with confidence, holding my head a little higher and feeling more glamorous than usual. The last one was new one on me because I rarely (if ever) feel glamorous. And all because of a hat I found in a bargain bucket for two pounds.
The hilarious thing is I was only dressing like this for a *project we’re working on and had it been a normal Saturday I wouldn’t have dreamed of donning such mammoth headwear.
*Hubby and I are currently making a little film – it’s a sort of ‘through the ages’ type affair, which requires me to dress in various styles (yes, I am in my element!). Today was, of course, seventies shoot day, so that is the real reason for my full on attire.
Obviously I always knew clothes had the power to change how you feel about yourself, this outfit just merely reminded me. But I think I needed reminding because I’ve been going through one of those ‘blah’ periods. Look, I know it’s only a hat – and not an outrageous one at that – but it’s a departure from my usual style, which made it seem more daring.
After we finished with our little shoot we took ourselves to a recent discovery that is quickly becoming an obsession…..our local pie and mash shop. The pie and mash is served with a sauce called liquor (we were assured it’s vegan), which sounds vile but is actually heavenly, and lucky for us our local shop offers a vegan pie option. Music to my ears yo! It’s pretty old school in there so I blended right in – my hat even matched the tiles, hehe.
So. Now I know exactly what to do when I’m feeling a bit crappy – simply pop on a floppy seventies hat, hit the streets of Greenwich and proudly stroll through the market after feeding on pie and mash. Forget therapy; it seems what you put on your head has a positive affect on what goes on in it. Innit?!