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deliriumcrowThis is for maman, who wanted photos of my great-grandmother's hats. Which I don't think my mother actually *knows* I took... Eh. But ... there are too many of them to send as an email, so here goes. LJ it is.
Some of these actually look like me. Which is a little impressive. However, I do have to learn how to shoot myself in a mirror, it's a bit trickier than I'd figured it would be.
And photobucket is not complying with my demands. Damn. Umm...
Ok, better. I hope. ...
Consider yourself warned, there are *many* photos in here.
So without further ado --
I look like my grandmother, not the one that's still alive. Actually, I look like all that part of the family, only plain, short, and dark. Oh well.
Other side of same hat. It's actually my favourite, and involves interesting pins to actually hold it on.
Why i don't get my photos taken as a general rule, unless there are specific requests. Or something. Anyway. Red velvet hat with loops and a torn veil.
The really really silly hat, otherwise known as the other favourite, with oxidizing plastic fruit and a yellow velvet rose. And really, i just like the expression in this one, the other shot is better for the hat.
the better version. It truly is an awful hat, and I love it.
Brown wool, with a beaded bow-like thing. It's kind of cute.
To really get the full effect of this one you do have to see the trim on top. It's great. Black velvet, braid, bow, and feather. The feather has rhinestones glued to it, and oddly, they don't look tacky.The veil needs to be replaced, it's in tragic shape.
And on, with my ill-mannered hair.
Not a bad photo, the hat was not my great grandmother's, it was from an antique sstore. And this was the only shot thst didn't show all the ways in which it got squashed... Most of which happened before I got it.
Another antique-store find, which (amaingly) still has its veil intact. However, the entire thing has lost its stiffening and is a little soft for that style. Work.
And a hat that maman et papa will recognise: the Birthday Hat. The Very Formal Hat for just being at a picnic hat. And I'm oddly amused by the photo itself. I look like a widow.
And then, of course, there's the Bowler. Which is new, in an old sort of a way...
There's a bowler photo with a smiling Cate in it, but it looked forced and sort of stupid. I was going to put it in to prove that I've not completely forgotten how to do it, but apparently I have. So. frowny-mourney Cate it is. With hats.
Some of these actually look like me. Which is a little impressive. However, I do have to learn how to shoot myself in a mirror, it's a bit trickier than I'd figured it would be.
And photobucket is not complying with my demands. Damn. Umm...
Ok, better. I hope. ...
Consider yourself warned, there are *many* photos in here.
So without further ado --
I look like my grandmother, not the one that's still alive. Actually, I look like all that part of the family, only plain, short, and dark. Oh well.
Other side of same hat. It's actually my favourite, and involves interesting pins to actually hold it on.
Why i don't get my photos taken as a general rule, unless there are specific requests. Or something. Anyway. Red velvet hat with loops and a torn veil.
The really really silly hat, otherwise known as the other favourite, with oxidizing plastic fruit and a yellow velvet rose. And really, i just like the expression in this one, the other shot is better for the hat.
the better version. It truly is an awful hat, and I love it.
Brown wool, with a beaded bow-like thing. It's kind of cute.
To really get the full effect of this one you do have to see the trim on top. It's great. Black velvet, braid, bow, and feather. The feather has rhinestones glued to it, and oddly, they don't look tacky.The veil needs to be replaced, it's in tragic shape.
And on, with my ill-mannered hair.
Not a bad photo, the hat was not my great grandmother's, it was from an antique sstore. And this was the only shot thst didn't show all the ways in which it got squashed... Most of which happened before I got it.
Another antique-store find, which (amaingly) still has its veil intact. However, the entire thing has lost its stiffening and is a little soft for that style. Work.
And a hat that maman et papa will recognise: the Birthday Hat. The Very Formal Hat for just being at a picnic hat. And I'm oddly amused by the photo itself. I look like a widow.
And then, of course, there's the Bowler. Which is new, in an old sort of a way...
There's a bowler photo with a smiling Cate in it, but it looked forced and sort of stupid. I was going to put it in to prove that I've not completely forgotten how to do it, but apparently I have. So. frowny-mourney Cate it is. With hats.
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Date: 2005-11-16 12:31 am (UTC)There is no point to trying to be a lady without the addition of ridiculous hats.