I saw a man in a hat recently. At work. The idea. Brazenly wearing a hat in mixed company at work.
And not a sedate and modest hat, like a bowler, or a deerstalker.
No.
The man was wearing the most provocative of all hats.
A fedora.
At. Work.
Here I am, stitching up necklines so I do not appear untoward, while men get no criticism as they publicly clap on a fedora, with the excuse — I suppose — that it is winter and they are headed into the cold.
What is next? Vests? Spats? Even more clothing until every man is parading around like Cary Grant? It’s very distracting.