Lethal Weapons for Ladies

So many hats, so little time. Quite besides that, some of my vintage hats do perplex me: how on earth did women get them to stay on their heads – especially when it was howling a gale out there? Or maybe they didn’t go out in the wind?

The answer is old-fashioned hatpins of course. After having a little look at a myriad online, I dithered, unable to choose. Fortuitously I came across this little one in a charity shop, decorated with pretty glass pearls in delicate shades of mint and celadon. It has quite a spike on it. In fact, you could have someone’s eye out with that if you weren’t careful.

Now I have two additional problems: 1) ruining said vintage hats by sticking the pin through them, and 2) ruining my head by sticking the pin into it.