Ladies and their head coverings! I could write a blog.
This girl had fun trying on hats at my flea market set up at Market Hall.
We all love to try them on and mug for the camera. Surprisingly few women look exceptional in hats and I think that’s because they don’t try hard enough to find the right one.
There’s more to choosing a hat than meets the eye. You have to view yourself 360 degrees to see how you look from behind and from the side, too.
I’ve been buying and selling vintage hats at the North Dallas Antique Mall for many years and I’ve seen the expression on a woman’s face when she finds a hat she likes. Happiness. Satisfaction. Pride. But will she actually wear it when she leaves the store? Most people want a hat for an event–a wedding, a ’70s disco party, Halloween high jinks or a Roaring ’20s casino night. I fix them up with something and off they go. That hat may only get worn once, but we’re a hair closer to reviving the heyday of hats.
Having a stack of old hats around is a lovely way to liven up a bridal shower, as we did here for my niece, Shannon.
I could rattle off the names of the different styles and manufacturers and what years they were producing and maybe some day I will do just that. For now I wanted to showcase some of my friends, family and customers sporting some high-fashion and hilarious head pieces.
Erin McCarthy heads on stage in Ridgewood High’s production of 42nd Street.
She looks just as cute in a surgical cap.
This pretty coed stopped by to try on a bonnet. Isn’t she the picture of innocence?
Head-to toe vintage mastery starts with some smart millinery.
I just love this shot of my niece, Lauren, a few years back posing in a fabulous faux mink.
An ordinary velvet bucket hat comes alive with the addition of a vintage pin.
Always looking for new angles on old finds. Wish I knew how to use Photoshop, eek!
Net worth: Such a delicate confection to wear to your next inauguration.
Fellow dealer, Denny Baker, and me mugging in our paper “vase” hats. I’m sure there’s a twiggy under there.
Not sure what turns two otherwise perfectly normal women into goofballs when trying on hats.
Even my mannequins look great.
Oh Nellie!
New York City hatmaker Bill Cunningham’s 1960’s logo
J.C. Penney paper and chiffon chapeau
And last, but not least, the hat heard ’round the world.
Junkshop Jones 