There was a time that I believed I would wear this hat. That time was last year in NYC...a time I also vaguely recall being at least three glasses of water beyond dehydration. I blame the hallucinations, leading me to practically freebase cheesecake squares on the street and believe I might be the governor of Alaska someday. Thank god I won it in a bet about the exact location of Guitar Center. But what kind of a price can you really put on dignity?
$20 hunting hat = 3 pairs of practical Victoria's secret thongs