So, anyone who knows me has seen me in my favorite green Red Sox hat on many occasions. What can I say? Guys aren't the only ones who want to cover up messy hair and keep the sun out of their eyes. Perhaps my hat was a bit grungy by girl standards (okay, maybe by guy standards too), but it was perfectly weathered and worn and I loved it.
However, a few months ago I admitted defeat. The hat had reached a point where even I was embarrassed to wear it in public. I went almost the whole summer trying out various other baseball caps - pink with an alligator, yellow Boston College, beige - but it felt like I was fooling myself. I had never realized how much of my identity was found in my hat choice.
Luckily, last weekend we found one up by Fanneuil Hall. It's green alright. Really green. But I think this might be the start of something good. Welcome back color!
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