I was in TJ Max
one fine day with my mother, whom I rarely shop with based on childhood nightmare
shopping excursions. Her car was broken and we work about 10 minutes away from eachother as of recently, so she just hopped a ride with me for the day. She wanted to get some sort of clothing and I told her I would look at the household section. They have really cheap yet cool things there that I could occupy a few minutes with.
She was taking an unusually long time, and I soon got bored with the household
section and moved on to the mens department. I stumbled upon the hat
corner and decided it was about time for a new hat. I looked them all over, and wasn't overly impressed with what I saw. Then I happened upon my hat. It was a cross between a cowboy hat
, a fisherman
's hat and something else I couldn't quit put my finger on
. I tried it on and it felt right
that I necessarily thought it looked good, but that was really beside the point.
Hats are an odd
thing. If you wear it enough, it doesn't really matter what it looks like. As long as people get used to you with it on, it's accept
So I bought the hat, wondering if it would be one of those things you buy only to wear once and have it thrown by the wayside
, or lost
before you could really get any use out of it.
The first person who saw me with it was my roommate, Scott. All he could do was tell me it looked like a girl's hat (he's got some issues with masculinity
, and would do anything in his power to not even get close to crossing that line). At first I was offended
... or embarrassed
or something, but fuck that
. Even if it was a girl's hat, which it wasn't, I liked it, and I don't give a fuck what that says.
I'm not gay.
I liked the hat.
Synopsis: Fuck everyone
, I am sporting the hell out of
It's funny, cause once I wore it with pride, everyone seemed to love it. They want to wear it if I'm not (expecially the girls. All girls that think they are cute secretly want to wear cowboy hats for some reason), and they all looked good in it, too! It's really amazing. I think I found the magic hat
, like frosty the snowman
or something. I was at the bar this evening
, which I rarely, if ever go to, and people just wanted to wear it left and right. People I didn't know were saying how much they loved it. I wonder if they like the hat, or just my ability to proudly wear something so non-mainstream and wanted to do the same? But in that, they would remove the element of individuality, and thus cancel their actions out.
MY UNINVITED ADVICE:
If you want to wear a hat, wear the fucking hat! Make sure when you buy it that you at least wear it for a week straight so that all of you're friends see you with it on and get used to it. Oh, and... wear it proud
The hat soon lost it's shape. I now look like I should be runnin moonshine in the deep south with pappy when I wear it. Bonnaroo took it's toll. I still love it, though.