10 Hats You Wouldn’t Want to be Seen Dead In
November 19th, 2008The following individuals obviously have something of a death wish on their hands (or should I say ‘on their heads’):
1. Camilla?…erm…Camilla?…
Ok, shall I go there?
I think I will. Wear a hat like that and you deserve all the tongue-lashing you get.
On second thoughts, you see the man behind her? His expression says it all.
WHAT ON EARTH was Camilla thinking?
Maybe she wore this as a joke – you know?, tongue-in-cheek like? - a bit of a middle-fingered na-na-na-na-na to the Queen, perhaps?
Or maybe she’s just a very wise woman and knows she can’t compete with Diana’s sense of fashion so figured she might as well let her hair (and stomach) down and just do her own thing.
Am I making excuses for Camilla? Maybe she really is that clueless when it comes to fashion.

2. To Catch a Thief…
Officer, arrest this woman - she stole my bloody dustbin cover!
A pink hat? You call THAT a pink hat? A dustbin cover by any other name is still a dustbin cover. Now arrest this woman this instant.
Officer? Officer, I’m talking to you.
No, I have not been drinking. And, no, I do not need to go to Specsavers. That woman’s got my friggin dustbin cover and I friggin want it back.

3. La Femme de Toilette…
Oh dear, any minute now and you’ll have a queue of people waiting to use ‘the loo’. Men will want to pee down her cleavage. And women will want to wee on her hair (putting paid to the expression that blondes have more fun. Not this time, lovey).
Or maybe she has a (sad) fetish and likes being peed on. So not hygienic - especially if said pee’rs and wee’rs just had a kebab washed down with a cheap can of cider from Lidl’s beforehand.
Don’t do it, love. It’ll turn your skin into mushrooms.

4. Puff the Magic Dragon…
I’m convinced this woman is an activist. Must be. Surely.
She’s campaigning against all those cigar companies out there. The cigarette and ashtray sticking out the side of her head …is metaphorical.
Yes. She’s an activist. (go, you activist, you)
That’s my conclusion. And by God I’m sticking to it.
…because the alternative – that she just got up one day and felt like wearing THAT - is worrying and more terrifying than the threat of global warming. Me? Over-dramatic? Pray, tell me, am I the one with a giant cigarette butt sticking out the side of my head?

5. Granny Funk’itude…
Now who’s been watching waaaaay too much Star Trek and feels a deep urge to change their name by deed poll to ‘Space. The Final Frontier’ but can’t find their birth certificate? Hmm? Yes, you, you funky eccentric granny that refuses to go quietly into the night.
We get that you went to the same primary school as Vivienne Westwood. We do We really do. Honest to William Shatner, we do.
But this contraption spinning on your head??? Come on, now, it’s a bit of a bacon sarnie short of a veggie picnic, don’t you think, grandma? Hmm?

6. Granny Funky-don’t…
Is one seeing things, hmm? Surely this can’t be the same woman?
…except that now she thinks she’s some kind of ‘unicorn-stroke-antelope-stroke-devilwoman’ mythical hybrid.
Any minute now, her hubby will be her next victim. She will twist one of her horns round him and say “So you think my bum looks big in this, do ya?”
Nice shoes, though, so all’s forgiven. Are those Jimmy Choos by any chance?

7. Look Into My Eyyyyes…
I guess you’d have to cover your face with a straw hat like that, love. It looks like a burka gone terribly terribly wrong.
The woman in that pic is thinking “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, there’s a bloody cow chewing on my hat.” (p.s.: not Camilla).
The only hat of its kind ever made. I hope.

8. Say ‘Blue Cheese’…
This lady, in an attempt to disguise a severe case of chronic body odour she’s had since childhood, has decided to wear a big hunk of smelly blue cheese on her head. That way, her B.O. will remain undetected.
And it’s working.
Now she can fit into society like everyone else.
The End.

9. Holding onto My Hat….’cos it’s Mine, Mine, Miiiiiiiine…..
Spot the upside-down champagne glass.
Spot the Olympic torch.
And there’s nothing to look so chuffed about, lady. Believe me.
You’re going down for not only wearing a STOOPID hat…
…but for those nails.
Right, where’s me scissors?

10.) Scarlet O’Ha-ha-ha…
“If you don’t like my hat, you’ll like my boobies, surely. Or my smile.” she says, a copy of London Metro in one hand, an embarrassed clenched fist in the other.
See that car in the distance? There’s a hired assassin in it.
Guess who’s the target?














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