Ugh. Urban Outfitters. Really?
It’s not so much the hat.
In fact, I really wish I had found this sooner to Portland’s drunken pub crawl Santacon, happening this weekend.
But… the model. The barely washed, starving, hipster beige blah vacantly wearing that hat like she has no idea where her next line is coming from. It would have actually been more effective to place the hat on a styrofoam head. Or a galvanized bucket. But… her. Ugh.
That reminds me, I need to clean the hair plug out of my shower drain.