I have been listening to 60s and 70s folk music all day. (That's where the title for the post came...a Karen Dalton song.) That definitely put me in a certain mood, that being the mood for gold buttons, high collars, obnoxiously bright, wide stripes, and big, furry hats. People like to make fun of my collection of giant, furry hats, but I enjoy them thoroughly. The one I'm wearing in the following pictures is equal parts lumberjack cutting trees in the woods and hiker in the Siberian tundra. And .... to be quite honest ... I'm totally into that. Also, it's a very special day -- I conquered a fear today. That fear is the fear of wearing bright orange. I have always feared bright orange, because of my coloring -- bright orange and red hair can sometimes be really overwhelming. But, I decided I liked this shirt more than being afraid. It kind of feels good to break one of my own rules.
I estimate the shirt to be from the 1970s. It's made of wool, so it's kind of itchy, but I wore my American Apparel double U-neck dress underneath it to make it less itchy. My hat is also wool, and rabbit fur, and I got it way back when in Beacon's Closet in Williamsburg, Brooklyn (it's vintage, I don't buy retail fur). Sometimes I really miss Brooklyn, and New York in general. Today is one of those days.
-kc
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