Red, Blue, Black, Green…
I’ll start off by explaining the odd allusions to, erm, eating my berets. My housemate Lucy has always referred to them as pancakes, and piled up together like that, I can see what she means. It began when I told her the story of my beret flying off in the the wind and rolling down the street on it’s side, my knight in shining armour Miguel running after it. Allegedly like a childen’s story about a runaway pancake. So that explains that silliness, topped off with a bit of maple syrup. Mmm.
I thought it was about time I dedicated a post to the greatness that is the beret. If you’ve been reading for a few years, you’ll have seen my collection steadily rising. It started with a red one on eBay, followed by the blue, then the green as a Christmas present. I’m the kind of person that doesn’t feel dressed without a hat (or large hair..!), so having plenty of colours to choose from is essential. I think compulsion to buy a beret in every colour stems from having quite thin, flat hair that retains zero volume, so popping one on adds a bit of shape.
I’m forever asked (sometimes by random strangers!) how they stay on my head. Now, I have no real answer for this, except, perhaps I have a strange shaped head?! I just take the beret from below, and stretch it over the back of my head, like in the picture below. Easy peasy, and it stays on all day long – except from the ‘runaway pancake’ incident.
Next on my beret shopping list is mint green, cream, pale pink and a pale blue, too. You can never have too many, right?! x