mohawk hat

the only thing better than brunching with unlimited mimosas on a crisp, sunday afternoon with spring quietly strolling into the city is when you get to cap your brunch with one of those special finds:

it's the mohawk i've always wanted without the sacrifice of my beautiful, beautiful hair. i do love how it blends in with my locks. i'm totally into the hair hats. after all, nothing keeps you warm like another animals skin and often, nothing looks quite as divine. 

thanks you hell's kitchen flea market and thank you HK for a delicious brunch and reminding me of my love of poached eggs on salads!