“Baby it’s cold outside” as the song goes and today it is bitter. We have had an unusally cold winter here in Ireland. Perhaps in comparison to other countries it is not bad but for us it has been cold.
At the moment there is a severe orange warning for the country with below zero temperatures and snow forecast. I am sure two of my friends one in Greenland and one in Germany are finding this very funny. Especially when I think of the temperatures they both endure and the volume of snow that recently enveloped Greenland.
There is however a plus side to this weather. Clothes shopping I see as a necessary chore. In fact give me house work any day. Now there are exceptions to any rule and for me hats, bags and occasionally shoes break that shopping chore.
While in Boston many years ago I splurged on a “Dr. Zhivago” type hat. Then a few years ago I had hat made for me by Sarah McGahan, milliner, in sheepskin. Prior to this winter these hats were just too warm but now I have a choice of what hat to wear.
It is amazing how a hat can make one feel. It is similar to that feeling one has while wearing those special shoes. Suddenly I walk with a straight back, feel as if I can conquer the world and generally feel good.
With my Dr. Zhivago on I am on top of the world. My red Finish hat and I want to laugh and smile. My Sarah Mc Gahan hat and I am an explorer heading out looking for adventure. My blue closh hat and thanks to Úna I feel like a lady from the Art Nouveau period.
Being 60 has empowered me to wear the hats I love, even though to many hats are a thing of the past. Together with the change in climate my love of hats can develop even further.