I recall a Bugs Bunny cartoon from my youth in which a hat-laden truck spills its cargo, dumping a plethora of hats into the wind. As Elmer Fudd chases the waskily wabbit, hats land on their noggins and they assume the roles dictated by the headgear. Wearing a bridal veil and top hot, the two eventually marry and head off into the sunset. I wish the hats I create could be as magical. While my hats are not task specific, I would be thrilled if the wearers could adopt the spirit of joy imbued in the textures and colours of these playful brain cosies.
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