Once upon a time there was a boy. The boy, although it was very uncool at the time, began knitting. He would knit through all of his boring classes and would even knit simple things on his walk back from school. One day the boy got tired of his boring backpack and decided to knit a spiffy messenger bag. Although he knitted all the time he had never followed a pattern in his life. He just made things up as he went. So he did the same with his messenger bag. He finished the bag and it was the perfect size to fit his computer. However something he did not foresee was that the bag, possessing the same basic nature as all knitted items, stretched whenever he put things in it. But luckily he had used 100% wool to create this bag. The solution? Felt it. Something else he did not foresee was that once felted the bag was a little less than half its original size. So now the boy had created a purse. Or even a clutch. What would he do? He had put a week of work into this bag and now He can't use it because of the curses that society had put on men (i.e.: no skirts, purses, etc.). Well, when one has something that one does not know what to do with it is only obvious that one puts the item on one's head. And so was the thought process of the boy. He soon discovered that though he thought that he was creating a messenger bag, subconsciously he was creating a wicked cool hat. Thus is the story behind my hat.
Well, it could still be a bag... if I were a girl...http://aces.tabulas.com/engrafted/IMG_1125.JPG
Useful brim and all (ack! white balance issues):http://aces.tabulas.com/engrafted/IMG_0906.JPG
And lastly my hot model picture:http://aces.tabulas.com/engrafted/IMG_1006.JPG