The Royal Wedding, the joyous and grand event that it indeed was, has clarified one thing for me. I need a fascinator or several, immediately. We Canadians are just not schooled in the art of the headpiece, I myself particularly reluctant to wear anything upon my head. I should dredge up some unfortunate photos from my high school graduation as proof. The girls (myself included) had caps perched precariously upon the backs of their heads for fear they would interfere with the large bangs that defined the era. To this day I evade hats wherever possible, probably ill advised given our climate which tends to swing directly from a bitter cold winter to a sweltering hot summer.
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Another great post by our friend Tina B.
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