"What?! I don't even know... what?!"

I deviated from my normal uniform and busted out my padre hat and cut-offs for an abnormally normal hot winter day.

+Hat: F21.

+Wool cardigan (baaad idea): My sister's (thrifted).

+Oversized button-up shirt: Joshua Springs Thrift Store (Joshua Tree, CA).

+Ethnic bag: Deseret Industries Thrift Store (Vernon, CA).

+Black cut-offs: cut from ON jeans.

+Tights: Target.

+Ch-ch-chucks: My sister's.

Enjoy some thai iced tea and updos in Culver City.

Holla Padre.

It finally happened.

I didn't think it ever would; I thought I would have to go through life being one of those people.

BUT NO MORE.

I've become a hat person.

I know that I've talked about this before, but during an unnecessary shopping spree this past weekend I found the "perfect hat."

How do I know it's THE ONE?:
-Does it fit and stay on my unusually large cabeza? CHECK.
-Wide brim for maximum sun/rain protection? CHECK.
-Is it black? CHECK.
-Does it include a ribbon? CHECK.

Before I reveal it, here are some previously mentioned style-spirations that I based my outfit on (and sorrrry, I don't remember what street style blog(s) they're from):

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My new hat:

 

My outfit:

+Hat: Forever 21.

+Shirt: American Apparel.

+Beaded necklace: Torrance Antique Flea Market.

+Sister's black shorts: ON.

+Sister's suede sandals: MIA (via Nordstrom's Rack)

p.s. The day I wore this outfit was the last good day of sunshine. Right now it's raining and freeeezing here, so that only means one thing: IT'S TIME TO LAYER!! I got new shoes and pants to show off!

Things We Didn't Buy (but maybe should have?): HATS Edition.

Me and hats don't work so well together. BOOOM. Said it.

Looking back at these photos of me in hats, however, made me revisit that thought. I looook all right, right? RIGHT!

No. Pourquoi? Here's the breakdown:  My big head + my thick hair = GIGANTIC HEAD = No go for most hats.

But what do I care about my noggin?? For the past few weeks, I've been squeezing my oversized cranium into any hat I could find. Sooooo, PHOTO MONTAGE TIME!

001/ Bowler Hat from Target: I feel pretty jackass-y in this hat. On others, it can totally work, but nots on me. Firstedofly, it is clearly tooooo small; even in the picture you can see it trying to crawl off my head. Secondishly, I feel like I'm a pair of Rayban Wayfarer's away from being a trend monster. RWOOOR.

002/ Black Floppy Hat from Space 15/Twenty (aka Urban Outfitters in Hollywood): I actually liked this floppy hat look! I felt like a I either stepped out of Fried Green Tomatoes or Benny and Joon- really any Mary Stuart Masterson film in the early 90s. Shrrrrink, head, shrink! Or GROW, HAT, GROW.

Shed a tear or two.

003/ Green Floppy Hat from Macy's: Ummmm, no. Just NO.

004/ Red Beret from Target: Ohhhhh, this one fulfills my Parisian/Amelie dreams! But really, how often can I wear a red beret and feel okay with myself? Feels alittle TTH. But loooks adorable, right?

Awwwwww!

005/ Pagliacci/Clown Hat from Zinnia's: BOUGHT THIS ONE. Yes. Out of any hat I could/would buy, I opted for this beauty. For any King Of The Hill fans out there: I feel very Tartuffe, The Spry Wonder Dog in this hat.

One day, I will conquer you HATS!