These are my grandmother's hats...they have been sitting in these hatboxes for years ~ some of them for more than 4 decades. They are beautiful, they scream refinement and I would love to wear them...but I'm not a hat person, not these type anyway. A baseball hat is about as fancy as I get. But I think I every women secretly wishes she could pull off wearing hats. Didn't you just love watching all those hats displayed ~ good and bad~ at the royal wedding? I was one of those little girls who wore a hat every Easter with the accompanying white gloves and shiny new purse...it just made you feel, well, girly. I unwrapped these hats on a recent trip to the farm, then after taking pictures I gently placed them back in their protective boxes, tied the ribbons and put them back in the closet...like a secret treasure waiting for another little girl to find. Maybe one day I'll be brave enough to wear one...my grandmother would be oh so proud!