A beret is a headwear, which makes me feel confused always I see it. On one hand, Parisian chic and all that stuff, you know, the other the specific ‘antenna’ at the top and general appearance, which I never liked. It’s probably a trauma from the childhood, when my mother bought me chic mohair beret and I had to wear it. I remember I had it on some school trip and among the other children I looked rather like a teacher than a child in it. Then I had a blue one. I thought I looked ridiculous in it too, so I’ve quickly ended this adventure. Since then, many years have passed and now I wear a beret again. There is no ‘antenna’, but I must say, it doesn’t seem so terrible now, and I even like it :) Ok, the reason I wore a beret is my bf’s comment. I usually wear this cap, but last time I heard these words “You look like an old hen in it” (!). It was like a bucket of cold water and it effectively encouraged me to try on something else. I’m sure of one thing, I don’t wanna look like the proverbial elderly hen. My bf deserves a better view ;)
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