Do you have any traits you’ve inherited from a loved one?
Like curly hair . . .
or straight hair . . .
or green eyes . . .
a love for dancing . . .
or maybe its a love for sports . . .
Well, for me I inherited quite a few from my grandmother.
One being her love of wearing hats. Now in her day, it was common practice and almost a given for women to wear hats, especially being the Southern little lady that she was. I can still picture in my mind all her lovely hat boxes sitting on the top shelf of her closet. I can also remember on Sundays how she always wore a hat and of course for her bridge games.
Sadly, I was quite young when my grandmother passed away and deep into my crazy college years when I wouldn’t think of wearing any hat except the occasional baseball cap. My mother didn’t inherit this hat wearing trait so most of grandma’s hats are in the hands of someone else. It breaks my heart now to even think of this.
But, I do know that my grandma is smiling every time she looks down to see me donning another hat.
This one I picked up in Paris last fall, it just seemed to fit with the coat find of that day.
I’ve heard it skips a generation, so I’m sewing Molly’s name in everyone of my hats so she can be ready to carry this trait forward.
I’m so grateful for Judith and her monthly hat attack party. It’s such a wonderful way to see how others carry on this hat wearing tradtion.