Honestly, I don’t know that this is a hat.
I do know that the fine, and mentally agile, staff at Treasure City Thrift think it is, and were selling it as such. And I could imagine this hat on the most fantastically baroque witch there ever was.
This witch would be magnificent. She would be the perfect shade of green, except for one lovingly rouged wart. It would have three hairs, in the same way that Arnie Bushmiller’s Nancy always strolled casually by three rocks. And you know, maybe she just looked like a crazy old woman who got into the green face paint, but the second she put this hat on, you knew you were about to be enfrogged. Because this is not a hat for a witch that fools around.
One lovingly coiled, intricately woven piece of gray chiffon, arranged with the art and care of a competitive Dairy Queen cone-pouring finalist. In a certain light, it looks like the tornado that dropped a house on the Wicked Witch of the East, but upside-down.
Which raises the question, “do you really want to wear an inverted tornado on your head?”
Actually, a more reasonable question would be, “do you want to wear this inverted tornado on your head?” Which is conceptually related to the unspoken question, “how much do you value your head, really?” Because the interior of this thing is really frightening.
Yeah, not an every-day hat.
We actually know more about this sculpture, as the artist, Dana Perrotti, created this out of pure inspiration and 20-gauge wire, and we thank her. Check out her other creations at her Flickr.
Thank you, Treasure City, for humoring me and my camera! I’m going to try to make it there on Thursday, November 1, around 5ish if anybody cares to swing by with me. Happy Halloween, and may your costume be recycled :)