I started collecting hats in high school, buying them at thrift stores. As time went on, I bought some new at department stores and art fairs, purchased more at antique stores, inherited my grandmother’s hats, and received many as gifts. When people discover I wear hats, they give me more hats, wanting them to go to someone who will appreciate them.
A few years ago I counted all my hats (not including stocking caps and baseball caps) and I had around fifty. And I’ve only added more.
Many of them I have never worn. Oh, lately I’ve made a push to wear a few to church, but the vast majority I haven't worn for years, if ever.
Recently, I decided to change that. I decided to wear every hat in my collection. Not just try them on and take a picture, but actively wear the hat, whether to the beach or to church.
I’m calling this attempt The Hat Project. I’ll be blogging about it as I go, writing posts about the hats, their histories, and what they mean to me.
Its an autobiography in hats.
A fraction of my collection. Every one of these boxes still has hats in it, and I have more boxes still in the closet.
Ann Hillesland writes fiction and nonfiction and collects hats. In this blog she vows to wear (not just model, but wear out of the house) every one of her hats, blogging about their histories and their meanings for her.