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Friday, July 23, 2010

Grilled Cheese on Wheels

In Los Angeles food trucks serve everything from tacos, to sushi, to vegetarian fair, but my favorite so far is the Grilled Cheese Truck.

One day when attending an art festival in Beverly Hills I discovered what has to be one of the best mobile food trucks I’ve ever had the pleasure of eating from, The Grilled Cheese Truck. Now grilled cheese is such a basic, common food that you’d never think it would be something you might want to actually go out to eat. This truck however, had the most delicious tasting grilled cheese ever. They offer four varieties of cheese: American, sharp cheddar, double cream brie and Gruyere and you can add everything from bacon to fresh basil to smoked turkey. There are specialty sandwiches like the Cheesy Mac and Rib (macaroni & cheese, sharp cheddar, BBQ pork and caramelized onions) and the Harvest Melt (butternut squash, leeks, balsamic and agave syrups) and for dessert there is the Dessert Melt (banana puree, nutella & marshmallow). The truck is simple heaven for grilled cheese lovers.

For those who follow the Grilled Cheese Truck they’ve posted a calendar as they visit everything from festivals to the annual Los Angeles Grilled Cheese Invitational in April (national grilled cheese month.) They can also be found on Twitter. They regularly serve about 500 sandwiches per day, 300 for lunch alone. While it’s sincerely doubtful if they will serve you a Virgin Mary grilled cheese sandwich their friendly manner and assembly line style leave a lasting impression of efficiency, smiles and homespun welcome.

While cheese has some health benefits including good teeth, strong bones and relief from hypertension, it also is high in fat and sodium and the addictive opiate quality of cheese can cause cravings that are hard to ignore especially when presented in a gourmet manor. The Grilled Cheese Academy  has recipes galore celebrating this classic sandwich. From ancient Roman times to modern day cheese is a staple that produces smiles, insanity, and relief from hunger. But most of all, as Pinky would say it’s “yummy”!

Friday, July 16, 2010

Paperthin superMan

Fifteen dinner jackets
three rows deep.
Single breasted, double breasted
tuxedo shirt, self de-vested
no tie, bowtie, ascot,
waistcoat,
buttons, cuffs, lapels
different similarities
singularities
personality
in the details.
Monotone.

Superimposed aesthetic achieved
with the smooth nonchalant
attitude and poise of Cary Grant.
Suave finesse,
charm and elegance,
light show personifying
the gentlemanly arts
in black and white movies.

Wrinkled, textured,
black and white
multidimensional
Men
wearing
straight jacketed tuxedos
buckles binding tight.

Mysterious,
masculine,
anonymous
six by six
figure
at rest.

Batman
reclining for a smoke.
Relaxation
after a job well done.
Psychoanalyze
domestication.
Cartoon characters
of caricatures
superimposed on life.

Pinafore’s violent memories,
baby’s bridge,
childhood,
lost in chaos and war.

Tattered tuxedo
broken mold
ripped seams
humanity’s exposed
skin found
in a shopping cart
of sleeves.
Sublimely LA.

Baby blue & pink bows
on grey wool.
Tie die patches.
Tweeds in black & white
but nothing ever is.
Unraveled deconstruction,
tattered Oliver
“Please Sir,
may I have some more?”

Touchable textures
visually tempting.
Tactile.
Unlined thin shells
nappy cotton
heavy linen
paper thin wool.
Juxtaposed
“It hurt but you saved me.”

Biker, boxer, cowboy, spy
laborer,
Levies hanging
ready
work boots
standing stiff nearby.

The characters of man
earned as cubs
badges shaped
by lives spent
earning Superman’s cape
interwoven
in uniforms
of Japanese rice paper.

Greg Lauren had an exhibit called "Alteration" in West Los Angeles of origional artwork that inspires thought, humor and admiration.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Costumes, Animatronics and Tracking Dots

At the Fashion Institute of Design And Merchandising they have on display costumes from recent films. The work that goes into costumes worn in films is amazing and overwhelming. It sets the mood, the period, the style. It requires research, imagination, skill and talent. Costumes must fit and move with the actor and even computer animated and stop motion features require costume design.

The range exhibited by designers like Mona May (Aliens in the Attic,  The House Bunny, The Haunted Mansion, Stuart Little 2, The Wedding Singer); Marlene Stewart (Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian, Stop-Loss, Coyote Ugly, To Wong Foo Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar, Terminator 2: Judgment Day, The Doors); Colleen Atwood (Nine, Public Enemies, Sweeney Todd, Memoirs of a Geisha, Chicago, Planet of the Apes, Sleepy Hollow, Gattaca, Mars Attacks!, Little Women, The Silence of the Lambs, Edward Scissorhands); Michael Kaplan (Star Trek, I Am Legend, Miami Vice, Mr. & Mrs. Smith, Fight Club, Flashdance, Blade Runner); and Michael Wilkinson (Watchmen, Terminator Salvation, 300) is truly exceptional.

Some films embrace only one era while others accumulate worldwide souvenirs of the past, using pieces from every era and every culture in the present, still others use many past cultures to convey distinct characters from each century and some, take what exists now and imagine what it would evolve into in the future. Intense research is done to prepare.

When focusing on only one era it is just as important to stay within boundaries that portray the era accurately rather than caricaturing it as it is to be faithful to the fashions and textiles of the times. In The Watchmen six decades were portrayed using clothing that was immediately identifiable for each. In Julie & Julia girdles, gloves, hats, cashmere sweaters, ¾ sleeve shirts, embroidered monograms on blouses and stockings with seams in them helped project the time frame being shown. For The Young Victoria the designers were actually allowed into the archives at Kensington Palace where they saw some of Victoria’s own tiny clothes. In photographs and film a person’s actual size can be changed to seem different by altering the size of the background props and by adjusting clothing as in Julie & Julia, where Meryl Streep was made to look 6’2” by using shoes with extra high heels and drop-waisted dresses instead of trying to use shorter actors.

When dressing fashion icons like The Duchess or amateur costume designer’s like Fanny Brawne who’s whole identity is entwined with the clothes they wear, reflecting their times but making the fashions an innovative statement that others emulated, is challenging. A balance must be struck between period fashion and individuality.

While at times a fantasy interpretation of the era’s costuming may be appropriate to make a point or emphasize a character’s traits such as in the costumes created for the character of Sherlock Holmes (“the Rolling Stones in their Victorian phase” were used as inspiration) other times the costume must deemphasize the character portrayed to convey a mood so that the action rather than the individual stands out, for one scene in Nine 1,000,000 Swarovski crystals in 31 styles and 22 colors were used on 36 costumes for the showgirls, while other costumes were used to create feminine portraits such as elegant ladies, go go girls, starlets, and prostitutes, all, in their own way, sexy statements.

When action or dance are involved costuming has to work with the expected movements of the actor’s bodies with highly customized fitting and appropriate materials that do not restrict movement and, as in the case of Where the Wild Things Are, the costumes had to work with wires, pulleys and special rigs to accommodate one Wild Thing throwing another through the air. The Wild Thing costumes were also designed so that most of their heavy weight rested on the actor’s hips and soft mechanics and animatronics were used by The Creature Shop  to allow the actors to flex their own muscles which moved the musculature of the costume skeleton. Of course there is a limit to what can be done with animatronics so the expressions and lip sinking for the large mouths of the Wild Things' costumes had to be enhanced with computer graphics. But even when computer graphics are used in a film the costumes have to be designed by someone.

In Coraline there were 28 different puppets used, the puppet of Coraline had nine changes of costume and at least six copies of each costume had to be made. The wolf suit worn by the little boy in Where the Wild Things Are was duplicated 56 times in various stages of disarray from laundry pile clean to returning home ripped and dirty at the end of the day. In Watchman there were 300 extras used in just one of the scenes, there were 150,000 costume pieces listed in wardrobe with a 600 page list itemizing each piece. Literally thousands of costumes were made for Star Trek.

Colors and textures have to be considered. Warmer or cooler hues to a costume’s colors are used depending on what tone is trying to be conveyed in a scene and what camera and light filters are being used. Textures of materials have to be considered when doing close ups especially with stop action animation where the texture and weave of the cloth could be distracting. In Star Trek the uniforms tops had tiny Starfleet logos printed all over them in a slightly darker shade that from a distance looks like texture. GI Joe also made use of their logo in their camouflage clothing design.  In costuming detail is all important.

How would you express wholesomeness, simplicity, humor, ferocity, tenderness, whimsy, elegance, artistry, independence, seriousness, sadness, hopelessness and more with a costume? How would you inspire fear, love, or trust? Greens, purples, oranges, and browns can convey sadness, hopelessness and depression. Browns and blues are dependable colors but also can show little imagination and adherence to the norm. Bright colors can indicate bright things to come and a positive outlook or they can indicate denial of reality. Immaculate tailoring can express a character trait or set a tone for a scene as can lack of grooming, poor tailoring and general dishabille. Costumes must be subtle enough to add to a character or a scene without distracting from it. In The Soloist the character Nathaniel wrote on everything to express himself. He wrote on his clothes, his violin, his shopping cart and it’s contents. Part of who he was, was shown in how he creatively changed his world. But this is only a fraction of what costuming covers.  The costumes don’t just match the characters portrayed but also must match the sets and the director’s overall message.

In many movies staying true to the source material is a main concern. Star Trek fans would have a fit if the correct costuming wasn’t used, it had to be liner, to extrapolate what the uniforms would have looked like in the past as previous movies showed the future Star Trek universe. In Where the Wild Things Are the proportions shown in the picture book had to be believably recreated on the set. The Watchman characters had to be created using full body casts with details sculpted in clay, then transformed into latex forms. Research was done into each character’s chosen image. For the Owl that meant delving into "aerospace technology, birds, aerodynamics, zippers and air vents". Rorschach’s mask was a combination of four way lycra embedded with motion capture markers or tracking dots and digital effects. In GI Joe: The Rise of the Cobra each actor’s body had to be scanned so that sculpted muscle suits could be made to be worn underneath clothes and armor. The Baroness’s costume was so tight she couldn’t sit down and was required to use a leaning board, built to measure, to rest. In Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian a laser scan was made of the actor’s body to build custom fitted armor for the pharaoh and it took months to create.

Every day choices made on apparel can reflect maturity, mood, climate, wealth and destination. A suit for the office would not work for a day at the beach. Dark, plain clothing, when blending in is the desired effect, has an entirely different image than artistically bright clothing worn to express exuberant celebration of individuality. Each of us is our own costume designer whether we realize it or not but deliberately chosing what's appropriate and knowing exactly what will cause the desired effect takes years of experience.

Friday, February 26, 2010

Bikes, Breezes & Freedom

Some days there is an energy in the air, a restlessness that permeates every fiber whispering subconsciously that escape is necessary if not mandatory. Yearning to leave the humdrum, everyday routine treadmill behind  tearing the fabric of the universe open  to make entry into an alternate reality not only feasible but immediately attainable. Freedom grasped in daydreams, esthetics required for healing.

Like modern Don Quixote’s riding Harleys into the sunset in their gold plated armor, tilting at the windmills of corporate reality, educational entropy and political expedience hoping to elude the sausage creature and defeat, against all odds. Pasion and style breaking free from the norm, tossing aside suits and ties like creatures shedding skin, butterfly or reptile unknown, unknowable, growing, evolving into something more, bigger, better, inhibitions lost along with respect for taught norms. Fighting to keep your soul intact in a soulless world. Ranting against gleeful authority figures flexing their muscles at the drop of a hat when child like missteps fail to anticipate consequences.

When life is tearing in so many opposing directions that fleeing anywhere seems preferable to standing still. When the nights seem endless and dark. When nothing seems easy.  When wildness takes hold,  flying down the open road takes the edge off. Is it real or a dream?  Turning the page is just not that easy. There are sudden stops and set backs, false trails forward and retraced steps back. Exsistental rambling searching for something more, not knowing exactly what, but knowing it’s out there, somewhere…

Friday, February 19, 2010

A Hole in the Wall

Just off Santa Monica Blvd., on a little side street is a Hole in the Wall where the patio tables are sheltered by a triangular mainsail and jib from a sailboat and the burgers are the best I’ve ever tasted. Now these are not your typical bionic burgers from a fast food joint, no these are real honest to goodness burgers made from fresh Angus beef (which, by the way, does not describe a cut of beef but rather a breed of cattle whose origins lie in Scotland). It even tops Roni’s Pastrami Bacon Burger and Barney’s Ultimate Kobe Burger.

Now Genghis Khan’s crowd might not recognize burgers made today as theirs were flattened by saddles and flavored by horse sweet, however the history of the burger can possibly be traced back to his hoards. His grandson Khubilai Khan introduced them to the Russians who created steak tartare, Europeans made ground meat into sausages and German sailors brought Hamburg steak to NY where fresh ground meat was substituted for salted, dried beef and served between two pieces of bread. Whether the modern hamburger originates from Wisconsin or Ohio is up for debate but the fact remains that it is an all American staple here to stay.

Most people aren’t as desperate for burgers as Wimpy or as romantic about them as some vegetables but the majority of Americans have fond memories of summer barbeques eating burgers and hotdogs, toasting marshmallows and chasing fireflies after the sun goes down. Drive-in burger joints with roller skating waitresses may have gone the way of the Fonze but the all American hamburger lives on.

However much people may object to the greasy frozen burgers served at most fast food  drive throughs places can still be found that know how to make a burger worth sinking your teeth into. While it’s not a Primanti Brothers Burger with fries, fat slices of Italian bread and coleslaw stacked directly on the sandwich a Hole in the Wall is the closest to being the best burger found in Los Angeles so far.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Silver Trails Down Panes of Glass

It was a dark and stormy night, no make that afternoon, no make it morning. Lately it’s been raining all day so why just concentrate on the night? When it pours in Southern California there are school closings due to flooded canyons, fear of mud slides after fierce wild fires that burned out of control and Snake Plisskin surfs down Wilshire. Raindrops keep falling on my head for what seems weeks now, when will it end?

Lifting your face up to the cleansing rain, feeling the raindrops roll down your face after a long period of drought or an extended heat wave in the city refreshes the spirit but when the rain goes on and on and on for days without end it can be demoralizing. Mood reflecting sodden skies or perhaps the opposite. Restless spirit style cramped by limitations and confinement. Atmosphere for funerals and remembrances of those long gone. A lonesome little raindrop circles the drain saving melancholy moods for another rainy day reborn.

We could try running away from our troubles but acid rain is killing all the songbirds. A hard rain is falling in the Amazon rainforests and it is diffacult to find anywhere in the world these days where we can find shelter from the storm. If we chase the clouds away will our children have their seasons in the sun? or will they be doing rain dances on Astroturf lawns surrounding crystal fountains frozen in time? If we don’t cherish the trees where will they run to shelter from the purple rain or to escape the glare of the burning red sun? The Lorax knew what would happen but like Pandora no one would listen to him.

If a yellow submarine can float across a psychedelic landscape why can’t drops of sunshine fall like rain through the sea? Instead the rain turns ocean and sky into shades of gray, with frothy waves breaking on empty beaches. Bracing stance facing into the wind channels power generated by resistance imagination flying with the storm but exhilerating as it can be, one still wants it to end.

Watercolor pictures on the sidewalk wash away in a swirl of color like dreams fading into abstractions of rainbow movement. Longing for sunsets and blue skies, a chance to find the pot of gold doesn’t happen until the rain is over and the firmament is clear. Green growth springs through cracks in the sidewalk while sunshine splashes down from heavens cooled by gentle breezes blowing the last fluffy wisps of white over the horizon.

Friday, January 29, 2010

Snowballs, Serendipity and Suicide Bunnies

I love bookstores and at The Grove there is one that is three stories high.  Walking in the front door you find new releases, periodicals, music and movies. At the top of the escalator are rock and roll, cookbooks, theatre and art. The second escalator going up lets one out near a section on Los Angeles. Walking around the top floor one can find everything from children’s books to classics, from business to cartoons and erotic reading can be found next to the self help section. The coffee shop on the third floor tempts one to while away the hours on the balcony, if only one had the time.

While Suicide Bunnies might not be everyone’s style, every teenage boy should read Jeremy & Mom  with their mother. Getting Fuzzy is always a treat as is playing with a Homicidal Psycho Jungle Cat.

Captain Underpants flies through the air as the Cat in the Hat causes fascinatingly entertaining havoc. Mrs. Piggle Wiggle works her magic on disobedient children and Fluffy  rules the classroom. Love You Forever will make you cry and the Teddy Bear’s Picnic will make you want to dance. Catwings will make you believe cats can fly, pink dinosaurs will make you believe in Serendipity and The Crocodile’s Masterpiece really is one. Who can resist a big red book of fairy tales, Woodland Tales or Tales from Fern Hollow? The Little Fur Family is wonderful and Beatrix Potter can’t be beat.

Real vampire books by authors like Sir Arthur Conan DoyleAnn Rice  and the ultimate vampire novelist: Bram Stoker can be found there but I prefer books about werewolves like those written by Ann Rice’s sister, there's just something about wolves...

They have just about everything from quantum physics to Brain Droppings to Snowballs. Disparate as they may seem connections can be found between science and belief in an infinite being. Whether flying to new heights,  taking a journey of discovery, riding a motorcycle down the highway  or a convertible across the desert voyages of discovery exploring life, sanity and insanity can be found at every hand.

There is something sensual about old books with their musty vanilla scent, leather covers, gilt edges, pen and ink etchings, ribbon place markers and feathered fly leaves that is tactile as well as intellectual. While really old books won’t be found in this store, new stories in old style bindings can be found there. There is something magical about a good bookstore and the treasures it contains…

Friday, January 22, 2010

Evolution, Revolution and Good Old Fashioned American Fun

On Santa Monica Blvd., toward the end of old Route 66 there stands an establishment that opened in 1920 called Barney’s Beanery. For ninety years they’ve served some of the second best chili in Los Angeles. Since it’s humble beginnings in a bungalow at the edge of a Poinsettia field Barney’s has outlasted the golden age of Hollywood, the revolutionary changes of the sixties and seventies and has emerged unscathed into the computer age of the new millennium (as of today they’ve been friended 999 times on Facebook and they Tweet). Like everything that endures over time Barney's history is not all good, not all bad, but somewhere in the middle with colorful stories of human frailties and successes, the famous, the infamous and the everyday, evolving rather than remaining static. They advertise “A good meal for a fair price, terrific service and some genuinely friendly conversation” and every time I have been there, refreshingly without fail, this has turned out to be true.

They also advertise “If we don’t have it – you don’t need it.” And considering there are over 1,000 items listed on the menu this could actually be true. During the Depression customers couldn’t always pay for their chili so Barney’s would take their license plate in exchange and give it back when the tab was paid, considering the today’s economy it seems somehow fitting they will still give you a bowl of chili if you give them your license plate for collateral.

Beer has been served at Barney’s since Prohibition was repelled and with eighty-seven imports including Jamaica Red Stripe, Wychwood Hobgoblin, Young Double Chocolate Stout, and Pendle Witches Brew. The sixty-five domestic beers served include Iron City, Seadog Blueberry Ale, Micky’s Malt Liquor (whatever would Walt say!), Rogue Dead Guy Ale, Dogfish Head, Moose Drool, three kinds of Flying Dog Poggie Style, Liquid Sunshine Blond and Speakeasy Big Daddy. The twenty-nine brands on tape include Barney’s Own Brew, Blue Moon and Fat Tire. All in all they pretty much have something suited to everyone’s taste including four non-alcoholic brands. (Twin Fin and Dom Perignon are also available for those whose palettes are a little more finicky.)

Breakfast is served all day and I kinda like their idea of breakfast: “A giant chili cheese dog with choice of side and a bottle of Dom Perignon.” Of course the menu has two whole pages of other breakfast offerings but this one tickles me pink.

Surrounded by office buildings and high rise apartments Barney’s has stayed loyal to their roots, it’s unpretentious character surviving intact over the years while change occurred all around. On the porch stands an old traffic signal that was once used to signal chauffeurs that their owners were ready to leave or that a table had opened for them. John Barrymore, Jean Harlow, Bette Davis, Clark Gable, Errol Flynn, Judy Garland, Lou Costello, Norma Jean Mortenson, Shelly Winters, Desi Arnez, William Frawley, Steve McQueen, Peter Faulk (Colombo often ate at Barney’s), Marlon Brando, Jack Nicholson, Bette Midler, Elliot Gould, Dennis Hooper, Mel Gibson, Adam Sandler, Emilio Estevez, Rob Lowe, Keefer Sutherland, Charlie Sheen, and John Cusack have all been known to stop by. Drew Carey participated in a cigarette smoking sit-in at Barney’s in 1999,  and Quentin Tarantino worked on Pulp Fiction while hanging out there.

Regulars included Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison and Jimi Hendrix. There is even a small plaque embedded in the bar saying “Jim Morrison sat here” although it should probably run the length of the bar saying: and here and here and here and here… Janis Joplin’s album Cheap Thrills cover art by R. Crumb featured Barney’s Beanery at the bottom right and the tabletop that she signed hangs from the ceiling. The members of Led Zeppelin have stopped in, as well as Janes Addiction, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Bob Dylan and Liza Minnelli.

The walls and ceilings are covered with movie and music posters from Easy Rider to the Foo Fighters to Muhammad Ali with the Beatles.  Neon beer signs, license plates, graffiti, framed newspaper and magazine clippings and street signs also adorn the walls and ceilings. The plates commemorate Route 66 in white and green checks as does a street sign on the ceiling. Watercolor sketches hang from cross beams. The seats in the booths have crayon colored stripes, red Coors lamps hanging above and the tabletops boast collages culled from Hollywood gossip magazines. “Thunder Road” low rider motorcycles hold up the ceiling dividing the rows of booths. Pool tables, video games (PacMan) and TVs make up the entertainment as Hendricks plays on the sound system. You can watch basketball, football and cartoons at the same time as a vibrating Fruit Loops commercial plays and Toucan Sam bursts out of a bowl of loops to the sound of Kiss singing “I want to rock and roll and party every day.” Not to mention that for the first time in memory the blow dryer in the lady’s room actually had the ability to completely dry hands (20 psi?).

While the scene has tamed down some from the notorious days when Dezi Arnez told William Farowly to clean up his act there, when Janis Joplin socked Jim Morrison in the face, when Morrison peed on the bar, when the Beanery was picketed because of a homophobic sign hanging behind the bar, when starving writers came in for a bowl of chili, if you go to Barney’s all American roadhouse today, you can still get your kicks on Route 66 along with excellent service, a generous helping of chili nachos and awesome burgers.

Friday, January 8, 2010

Hat's Off to Hats

On a little back street next to the 405, behind a two story high green wrought iron gate, hides an old fashioned factory store where hats are created.  Cascading through a rainbow of colors for autumn: rust, green, blue, purple, brown, grey and black, on walls and racks and tables, if you don't see a hat you like they will custom make one specifically for you.  Also offered are hand embroidered scarves, flower pins, jabats, feathered headbands, reworked vintage sweaters and cashmere scarves.  Behind the front desk is a hold tree where they'll keep a hat awaiting your final decision.  For the last twenty years Louise Green Millinery Company has supplied Los Angeles with vintage romance in the form of hats.

Hats provide warmth and protection from the elements but they are so much more. In a bygone era hats were tipped to say good-bye and taken off entirely when greeting a lady to show respect or flirt, when passing in the street, if the lady you are speaking to is a stranger or if you saw your wife. Tipping your hat to a man could be an insult in the wild, wild west. Ladies kept their hats on indoors unless wearing an evening gown and removed daytime hats at night. Men removed their hats indoors unless it was a public building. In a house of prayer sometimes head coverings were donned to show humility and sometimes hats were doffed to show respect. Hats worn to the theatre or the movies were removed if they obstructed someone’s view. Men put decoration on the left hand side of the head band and women put decoration on the right side. Etiquette, good manners and respect all tied up in scraps of fur, felt, feathers, leather and lace.

If you threw your hat in the ring you were saying you wanted to get involved. If you reacted at the drop of a hat you were impulsive. To make something magically appear you pulled it out of your hat. You could throw your hat in the air to celebrate and show happiness. Passing the hat meant you were collecting money, if you came to someone hat in hand you needed a favor. Secrets were kept under one’s hat and anything boring was old hat. Different hats signified different jobs. Home, no matter how humble was where you hung your hat. Today although the sayings remain very few of the hats do.

Women had garden hats, church hats and hats for special events that inspired conversation. Cloches, bonnets, bandeaus, berets, and toques were worn with pride. Men had bowlers, fedoras, top hats, panama hats, pith helmets and trilbies to cover the inevitable signs of aging. Little boys and girls tried on their parent’s hats and shoes to feel grown up. Different nations had different hats identified with them.  The fez, the chapeau, the tam o’shanter, the homburg, the turban, the sombrero and the Greek sailor’s cap were a few of these. Sadly enough today, public consciousness sees terror wearing a turban and controversy wearing a veil.

Hats signify jobs for firemen, cowboys, construction workers, baseball players, football players, pirates, police men, sailors, palace guards and Santa to name just a few. We use hats to tell the world which teams we root for and that we’ve graduated from school. But, sadly enough, except for baseball caps, hats are seldom seen on a regular basis in today’s world.

If clothes make the man than hats make a statement. Who could picture Abraham Lincoln without his top hat? It now resides in the Smithsonian. Fred Astaire’s top hat was flaunted with style and grace.  Frank Sinatra always said “Cock your hat – angles are attitudes.” John Wayne’s Stetson was auctioned off for $75,000 in 2007. Jackie O made the pill box hat famous and Princess Di loved hats of every kind. Villains wore black hats and heroes wore white, shades of gray were few and far between. John Wayne would never have worn a pink cowboy hat but on Dolly Parton it works.

The best character actors use hats to change how they are perceivedCharlie Chaplin once said “I thought I would dress in baggy pants, big shoes, a cane and a derby hat, everything a contradiction: the pants baggy, the coat tight, the hat small and the shoes large.” All the famous detectives had hats to suit their styles, John Steed’s bowler, Sherlock Holmes’ deerstalker, Philip Marlowe’s crumpled fedora, Sam Spade’s crisp one. Adventure heroes have theirs as well. Who could forget Davy Crocket’s coon skin cap, Indiana Jones custom fedora, and Crocodile Dundee’s trimmed with crocodile teeth and skin.

The world would be a much less interesting place without hats. Those who don’t wear them are missing out. I don’t believe in romanticizing the past as history, however, bringing forward and reinterpreting, refining, reintroducing old styles, timeless fashions, art and music only enriches the foundations of the present.