I went from wearing wider brims to smaller brims. Go figure.
Well, this is the first wide-brimmed hat I've bought, so I'm still a bit self-conscious. I'll just need to get used to it.
It's a Mallory Twenty in absolutely immaculate condition — even the bow on the sweat is still fluffy. I can only assume that it's never been worn before.
I really have no idea what I'm doing when it comes to dating hats, but I figure that this hat can't have been made any later than the mid-50s.
I am about to head to Reno for a week. I will not shoot a man in Reno...just to watch him die.
Hi Bernie: Welcome!
Bernie, I am going to sell it. Dang it. . . . I'm selling a hat when I get back that has a true story to it. If it isn't a one of a kind, there are very few of them still in existence. I even talked to the people who who currently are affiliated with this entity and their own historian and librarian told me that they know these hats exist, but even she had never seen one. I'm selling it. It doesn't fit. I'm probably crazy and I will likely regret it if I live to be an old man. But heck with it. Crazed moment subdued now.
I'm new to the fedora hat world, so pardon my questions if they sound dumb. Did you craft the crown like that yourself, or is that how it arrived to you? I am a big fan of that, I think you call it "pinch?" Very nice.
OK.
This one is Tawny color.
This one is Caribou color.
I like them both on you. Classic.
My new Scala "jazz" Pork Pie
My new Scala "jazz" Pork Pie