The Puke Hat (and some other things I own)
February 27, 2012 § 6 Comments
I bought in a consignment shop because my hair was greasy. Like really greasy. Like I looked a bit like Kurt Cobain. Obviously, I couldn’t go on. And the only ht I could afford with the five dollars in my pocket was this one. Because it is hideous.
(Yeah that’s a text message from Coffee. ((Her name on my phone is Kadence Is Not a Cat. Because she is indeed, a human instead. *gasp*)) And a flash drive. Just to show you guys how much of a geek I am.)
It is woolen and quite itchy, I only just got used to it. It is hideous in the color department, specializing in Mucus Yellow, Pus Green, Dead Scab Brown, And Puke, pretty much everywhere.
But alas, I sort of love it. Maybe it’s because no one else owns it. Maybe because it makes people look at me funny. Maybe it’s because I live in Washington state and there is a Hipster that lives within me.
I love it.
In fact, in this picture I have strategically placed lots of things I love in it. My camera. My William and Mary Sweatshirt that was my Grandpa’s. A picture of my little brother on the monkey bars in the background. My fairly lights. My tinsil. My Mardi Gras beads. Books.
Oh. And my face and stuff. : )
Well, I must go do math.
I don’t like math.
Notice how it is not in the picture above these words.