Halos of Happiness

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“Hats are like halos of happiness.”  An Na

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A halo of happiness tops off today’s outfit.  This red and white hat full of fluffy snowball-like puffs can’t wait to go outside and challenge a pair of mittens to a snow duel.   The hat is a felted wool and can can be rolled up at the edges to reveal a black lining.  The design of the hat has several qualities that I like: hand-made, unique design, and vivid colors.

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When I first noticed this hat perched alongside several other hats, it seemed to be smiling at me.  How could I resist such a happy hat!  I knew I had so many pieces in my wardrobe that would work with it.  I am very fond of the color red and have collected several pieces in different shades of red.  

This hat just made itself right at home in my wardrobe and seems to find a way to “halo” my head with happiness before I step out the door and face the day.  

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The halo of red that surrounds my portrait begins at the top with this happy little hat.  The lava red kimono from the 2013 Eileen Fisher Fall Collection continues the red circle that surrounds my portrait area along with a red spaghetti necklace.  I  found this fabric necklace in a small jewelry boutique during a stroll though the Gothic Quarter in Barcelona, Spain when my husband and I visited in October of 2013.  Red coral dangle earrings add another touch of red.

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The red kimono wraps around a column of black.  My favorite Eileen Fisher harem pants and black layering tee make up the foundation of my outfit and recedes away from the red.  I have a perforated and studded black leather belt cinched at the waist to give more structure and form to the silhouette.  I found the leather belt at the online consignment shop, The RealReal.   

7 thoughts on “Halos of Happiness

  1. OFF TO SEE WHAT THE REAL REAL is ALL ABOUT!!!!!
    Tell me about the LA SCALA poster…………do you have an ITALIAN connection?

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    1. I grew up on opera. My late father was the Principal Percussionist for Lyric Opera of Chicago and I was introduced to the magic of opera at an early age. I was sent to school with mumps, bad colds, and stomach upsets, but each opera season I was allowed to invite a friend to a dress rehearsal. A big deal was made out of it and we were treated like “celebrities” (this was before dress rehearsals were open to the public). From stage hands to performers…we were made to feel special. My mother dressed me up and my friend’s mother (also an opera fan), would discuss the story of the opera with us beforehand. It was quite an occasion and the message was clear…we had to be on our best behavior. Of course, we did not want to disappoint. Although, I was more captivated by the fanfare and staging….over time…I grew to love opera. Memories of those I love welcome me home when I step into this Art Deco wonder of an opera house. I attend almost all the operas each year. Love it. The posters were found as you see the in a store many years ago. My entire living room is painted in the colors of the Aida Fire Curtain that graces the stage of the Lyric Opera House.

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    1. I grew up on opera. My late father was the Principal Percussionist for Lyric Opera of Chicago and I was introduced to the magic of opera at an early age. I was sent to school with mumps, bad colds, and stomach upsets, but each opera season I was allowed to invite a friend to a dress rehearsal. A big deal was made out of it and we were treated like “celebrities” (this was before dress rehearsals were open to the public). From stage hands to performers…we were made to feel special. My mother dressed me up and my friend’s mother (also an opera fan), would discuss the story of the opera with us beforehand. It was quite an occasion and the message was clear…we had to be on our best behavior. Of course, we did not want to disappoint. Although, I was more captivated by the fanfare and staging….over time…I grew to love opera. Memories of those I love welcome me home when I step into this Art Deco wonder of an opera house. I attend almost all the operas each year. Love it. The posters were found as you see the in a store many years ago. My entire living room is painted in the colors of the Aida Fire Curtain that graces the stage of the Lyric Opera House.

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