My hat grew. If a wide brimmed white hat with a lovely provocative lilt is a great accessory a bigger one must be better. So when I saw it I had to have it. Thus the battle of the hats began. It is difficult posing for pictures with John when our hats are crashing into one another. Neither of us is given an inch when it comes to the girth of our hats.
I won! If there was the battle of the hats I was battling the sun. How to arrive back in New York as pale as I left it was my goal and I did it. Not one bit of sun tan. Not even a wrist watch mark. Now that takes work while traveling in the sun drenched islands and Cancun Mexico. SPF 30 helps. The hat, especially the really wide one made a big difference.
I won! If there was the battle of the hats I was battling the sun. How to arrive back in New York as pale as I left it was my goal and I did it. Not one bit of sun tan. Not even a wrist watch mark. Now that takes work while traveling in the sun drenched islands and Cancun Mexico. SPF 30 helps. The hat, especially the really wide one made a big difference.
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