Hats Hats Hats

Saturday. The day for adventure and fun. The day for relaxing and enjoying what little free time there is between hectic work schedules, chores and other obligations. I love me a good Saturday. And we made sure this Saturday was a good one.

We’re headed home in November for Joe’s brothers wedding, and his mum wants a hat to wear for it. And where do we currently live? The country of hats. Hats, hats, hats. The Queen loves hats, therefore everyone loves hats here. Right? But in all seriousness, this is definitely the land of hats galore. So this Saturday we decided to go hat shopping. But not just any hats. We were on a mission to find bad, crazy, or downright insane hats. 

We didn’t have much luck, but we had fun trying! We almost went to Harrods or Selfridges, but decided that we weren’t up for fighting the crazy crowds and went to Covent Garden instead. Trade one crowd-laden place for another. Heh. Next time I’ll remember to choose a horribly rainy day to go.

Meandering the streets, we ducked into every shop we came across that looked like it might have some outlandish hats, and struck a few good ones, but really not much. I think the best one we found was the hat made of yarn balls in a vintage resale shop.
To refuel after several hours of shopping, we headed to Cafe Pacifico for some drinks and nachos before making our way home. A cute, authentic Mexican restaurant on a side street off Covent Garden market, Cafe Pacifico offers a wide variety of Mexican dishes to choose from. The service leaves much to be desired though. We have two ears and one mouth for a reason, right?

Until next time…