Page 77 - FDCC Pandemic Book

Living in a Pandemic: A Collection of Stories on Coping, Resilience & Hope
Wearing hats on Friday forged a sense of connection in a time when we were all physically disconnected. The Friday hats created camaraderie and a little space for conversation about something so much lighter than the challenges we faced. For me, Hat Fridays triggered an evolution that became a small revolution.
In House
T his is the story of a hat. More specifically, it is the story of how an in-house attorney learned that of all the figurative hats she has worn, the ones she
literally wore to work made the greatest impact.
Anyone who knows me well is familiar with my penchant for hats—beanies, ball caps, cowboy hats, Panama hats, fedoras, cloches, wide-brimmed straw hats—show me a hat and, chances are, it will end up on my head. Close friends may tell you of a certain hat-buying spree that garnered six additions to my collection in the space of an afternoon. I have seriously considered whether the ability to wear a fascinator on the regular would justify a move to the U.K. I am predisposed to period pieces featuring bygone times when wearing a hat in daily life was a generally accepted practice. On weekends, or at the beach, chances are I will be wearing a hat. Hats are, after all, the ultimate utility accessory. They offer protection from the elements, block the sun’s harshest rays, and hide bad hair days (or the indulgence of the snooze button one too many times).
72
APRIL Y. BERMAN
Asurion Nashville, TN