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#letterstononone: Dear Holiday Floppy Hat

#letterstononone: Dear Holiday Floppy Hat

Dear Holiday Floppy Hat,

You had me at hello. Finding you in the dedicated hat cupboard at the Oehr holiday house was like meeting the soulmate my scalp had always longed for in this world of chaos. You shield my Royal Doulton shade of bone china white and sun fearing skin from the harsh summer rays. We walked the boardwalk together. Heck, I even nearly lost you at sea more than once when the nautical breeze got aggressive.

In our short 48 hours together we became inseparable. You were worn in the car on trips to the beach, and worse, inside the house for no good reason. Your brim was bigger than Saturn's rings, and your ability to enhance any outfit from 'girl in summer dress' to 'girl in summer dress in a Nancy Meyers' Hamptons-based RomCom' was impeccable.

But all holidays must come to an end. So regretfully I took you off my head this afternoon, my fringe stuck to my forehead like a painted Lego man, and put you back in the holiday hat cupboard with the other hats. You said with a crease in your brim: 'What about us?' And I answered the only way I could: 'We'll always have Sorrento.'

Yours with flat hair forever,
Lisa Marie Corso xo

 

You beauty, it's John Olsen's 'The You Beaut Country' exhibition.

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