I have hated my purple pom-pommed hat since the moment I laid eyes on it. I bought it anyway last winter with my trip to Sweden in mind because I knew I couldn't get away with not having a hat there as I had for, oh, my entire adult life in America. But as much as I hated that hat, it was the only one I could find that looked remotely reasonable with my old short haircut. So when I got some kronor in my pocket recently (Thanks Grandma and Grandpa!), a new hat was at the top of my shopping list. The Swede and I went to the mall today and he picked this new one out while I was trying on jeans. And, yes, in case you were wondering, it totally sparkles.
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