It actually still hurts to think about. As you can imagine, there was SO many amazing things in New York to buy. But, alas, I had to save all my money for traveling through Mexico. So I convinced myself, and Sam, that I could treat myself to just one thing. One thing I really wanted. The fact that it was minus 10 outside no doubt influenced my decision for a fur hat. And they weren't cheap. But I told myself it was a timeless purchase and it was my only purchase.
Many vintage stores later I finally found the perfect one, one that actually fit my big head. It was so soft. In the three weeks we had together I wore it all the time. Then one night, during a snow storm, I put it in my bag so it didn't get wet and ruined. I went to dry it when I got back to the hostel and it was gone, laying somewhere in the snow. I'm so annoyed I didn't go back to search for it. And I know it will be very hard to replace. I hadn't seen anything in Melbourne similar. Sam promises me he will help me find one exactly like it. I'm holding him to it...

Terrible photo but it's the only one I have wearing it.
No comments:
Post a Comment