Sunday, November 28, 2010
Beach on The Brain
I have beach on the brain. And if you go to the beach, you've got to have a hat. Most guys and some gals wear baseball caps. I have my share of those--actually a collection. I buy them by the color. I've got every color from white to black. Honey wears the grayed-down brown one from the Cancun Hilton when we head anywhere there's sun, sand and water. I have my jungle hat. It's my favorite. But it doesn't go on many trips. I've only room for one solid structured item in my bag and that's Mr. Wilson. The hat pictured here in this start up sketch is crushable. It has a certain flair particularly worn tilted to the side over the eye. Stripped, it's a challenge to draw. If Honey gets hit with cabin fever and thinks beach in the next months, the stripes will stay home and the white RC baseball cap will go stuffed into a side pocket. The only style you need at the beach is a hot pair of sunglasses.