Anyone that has spent time with me during the last two winters knows of my devotion to my black beret. Because of my abnormally large head and even thicker hair, I've never worn at hat before this floppy, soft knit cap. It framed my face so nicely, and made me look like the little French girl I wish I was. I am sad to report that on Saturday night, the hat was left in a cab. We didn't notice until the driver had sped off, but I must say, it put a damper on the weekend. The beret wasn't particularly expensive, but I know that Urban Outfitters no longer makes it. What bothered me more than losing the hat, however, was how upset it made me. Why do we become so attached to material things? Sometimes, they take on a life of their own, stirring up our memory banks.
But alas, it's time to move on and search for a new beret. I love the Louis Vuitton version featured in Nylon last month, but it's a little bit out of my league, pricewise. Any suggestions?









