One thing alone has so offended me that I can no longer remain silent, and that's wearing silly hats or the headgear known as the "fascinator" to formal events, like, say, royal weddings.
Now, I'm perfectly joyful at the outrageousness of the hats at Ascot or a good drag show or even a child's birthday party. And Carrie Bradshow is quirkily adorable when she sticks some fluffy confection on the top of her head in an episode of Sex And The City. But, really ladies - weddings? Are there no mirrors around your house? Not one good friend who'll tell you the truth: "Well, that's just ridiculous. What are you really going to wear?" Poor darlings.
I find the fascinator a particularly strange bit of pooh to affix to one's head. It's always worn at ludicrous angles and looks like something created by five-year-old girls at a craft table with plenty of feathers, glitter, markers, and pipe-cleaners on hand. Maybe one reason I don't like Donald Trump is that hair-shaped fascinator he wears.
So I'm calling on women, especially our British sisters, to eschew (because you know how I love the word "eschew") silly hats and fascinators in favor of simple elegance. Save it for Ascot. Or Donald Trump. Or your appearance in Sex And The City III.
Climbing off high horse. Settling back into easy chair. Yes, I feel better with that off my chest. Or head.
4 comments:
The Queen was heard to say,
"Off with their hats"!
Bro.
I haven't laughed this hard in a long time. The best take on those fascinator things I've seen. Thanks, Mary!
How do they keep them on?!
Bro: Ha! Good one, Queen!
Elsie: Well, I laugh every time I see these things.
Liz: Staples? Nails? Super Glue? Beats me.
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