Readers may remember my post on the semantics of ordering more than one cappuccino in a cafe.
Here's an instance, though, where one cap would be just perfect.
I've been storing a mental image of the Duchess of Cambridge wearing this hat at Epsom, and return to it time and again because it is such a compact, cunning shape, and has a terrific color. It's called cappuccino, but also reminds me of a delicious cookie dunked in said cap.
The hat is made by the stately house of Whiteley and, for those of us who love to look at winter plums, here's a smart version for the colder weather.
Would you eat this plum if it were in the icebox? (Poetry alert! Name that poet!!)
9 comments:
ee cummings!
She does seem to have quite good taste in hats.
William Carlos Williams?
William Carlos Williams!
And Andrea (impossible cat) has a photo of him on her blog today!
I love the cold weather version!
I love your blog and your gentle talk of fashion and what is 'seen'. I like your comments, your humour and your irony. Never change, please!
This is just to say . . .
I might not eat that plum, but I would definitely wear it.
May I just express my chagrin at my incorrect answer as to the author of one of my favorite poems?
Oh, une femme, don't feel bad! The snippet I alluded to also reminds me of Ezra Pound's "Station of the Metro," with its "petals on a wet, black bough." This plummy hat could have been one of those petals!
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