OK. I admit it. I have a secret love for hats.
I thin it started with my childhood idolization of Indiana Jones and continued on with my admiration for the 1920's style gangster look via The Untouchables.
I just like hats. Proper hats.
The problem is that I don't have the guts to purchase one.
That said, I am coming out of the proverbial hat closet only enough to admit that I have an "unnatural" attraction to them. However, I still do not possess the intestinal fortitude to act on my seemingly unnatrual and possibly unfashionable desires.
I admire the man who proudly display's a non-baseball / sports related hat on his dome. But, alas...I admire from afar and from the confines of my darkened closet.
Perhaps someday...a fedora.
Perhaps someday...a member of the "Manly Hat's Club"
Until then...I'm not worthy.