What I Wore: Red Beret

The first thing I want to say today is Thank You. Thank you to for all your kind and encouraging comments, I hope that someday, be it tomorrow or a year from now, I will be able to lighten up your world like you did mine. You support and patience while I was busy meant a lot to me, and I hope to have some better posts up soon. After all, I'm on holiday now!

Now, on to the actual content of this post. A few days ago I wrote about how a hat can be very helpful when you are stressed and don't really have time for hair. I accompanied the post with a polyvore set, but I do actually wear hats. Today, I am going to introduce you to:

My red beret. Ok, so it technically belongs to my mother, and my brother wears it too. I will always think of it as mine though. I don't know what brand it is, just that my parents have matching ones, and that they got them when they lived in Paris before I was born.

Today I wore the hat for two reasons: 1. It was Christmas colours day at school, to celebrate our last day before the holidays, and my red shirt was mostly hidden by my white jacket. 2. I spent a good five minutes forcing hair gel out of the bottle, and I still didn't have enough to get my roots to curl nicely, so I wanted to hide them away from the world.

See, hats are wonderful!

Thoughts? Requests?

Love, Rosie

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