Plundering around in town today, I stopped in a Western store to look for a new straw hat. It's getting summer, and my straw hat is getting ratty. I need a new one. I rejected all the offerings as too standard. They all had a Cattleman crease, and I detest the Cattleman crease. I prefer either a pinch-front or a gambler's crease.
Rejecting all the straw offerings, I happened to look at the felt hats, and one spoke to me. It's black felt, crushable. It's probably hotter than hell, (which is what I need in the Louisiana summer /sarc), but it spoke to me, so I bought it.
I took it home and added my regalia, and Belle approved.
Belle and I are traveling to Deadwood, SD in June for the National Championship of Cowboy Fast Draw, and this hat is making the trip with me. Hopefully, it will be a bit cooler in South Dakota.
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