While you know that massive sun hat would look great on you this summer while you're sunning yourself by the pool, realistically it's not going to happen. Hat shopping involves trying on a multitude of shapes and sizes, and realising with every one that your head is twice the size of a normal hat band because there's way too much hair on your head. It's a bit like trying to put a hoop around an extra fluffy rug; it could be squashed on, but the rug is going to be ruined. It's not happening: you have to settle for tying a snazzy scarf around your curls in some crazed form of protection from the sun. Goodbye hats, we will never have a relationship, sob.
I love Stephen King and music festivals; I eat my toast upside down; I daydream about getting married probably a bit too much; and I wish every day for a pet sausage dog puppy (who never materialises – sob).