The Flaskfucker And The Fruit Hat
Around Noon, I gathered my bearings, bananas and berries and headed down to the Great Mall of America with my photographer.
After a few last minute adjustments (being startled by the car behind me, thus losing the grapes of the crown) and realizing that I forgot to bring a towel, we were off to find Great Memorial Day Savings, in honor of those who died in the Black Christmas wars of years past.
Plenty of people noticed & commented on my poise, grace and intriguing sense of style.
But the look wasn't perfect. Fortunately, I was able to improvise a solution. Say hello to the newest member of the Hat Club!
All of that window shopping sure made me hungry. While it's clear I could stand to lose a few pounds (particularly in the paunch, jaw and Fruit Hat areas), I decided to treat myself.