It would appear that when socialites see the words “wear a hat” they mistakenly READ the words “look ridiculous, if at all possible.”
A few of the ridiculous hats from this year’s Hat Luncheon:
1. Here’s Lukey and Erin.
Erin, as per usual, looks wonderful, even if the pearls clash with the hat that clashes with the dress (I think). Lukey Sinatra says:”I wanna wake up in a city, that doesn’t sleep, and find I’m king of the hill – top of the heap.”
Also, shouldn’t a fedora sit down a little further on the head?
2. You know what? When you wake up in the morning, walk outside, and a rooster goes and dies on your head, just go back to bed. No good will come of that day.
3. Lady? That buzzing sound you hear?
Bees. Horny bees. Also? Flowers are not a hat. Take a lesson.
4. But this hat:
5. Scroll up, see what I wrote about what to do when a rooster dies on your head:
And replace “rooster” with “peacock.”