I love me a cowboy hat just as much as I love me some cowboys. I would like to think that I started the straw cowboy hat trend in Mill Valley. I was pimpin my Shady Brady * way before my predecessor. Just imagine a gaggle of blond, wannabes showing up at every local event all wearing the same hat. I am not that girl. And once again it was my smart ass brother who pointed this out to me. "You know Windsor, you look just like Abbey, Leah and Becca (all names have been changed to protect the guilty) in that hat." "Excuse me little brother, I've had this hat for 2 years and I don't look anything like those skanks." His reply was, "you look exactly like them." So not cool, Ian. So, I tossed the hat in the back of my truck (only for Ian to take it out and call it his own) and have been going hat less ever since. A couple of years have gone by and I think it's time to Cowboy up and bring back my hat. Giddy up bitches.
*hat in photo is not a Shady Brady - my brother still has it!