London Hat Week 2019
Turning out in December for a festive family party, it felt like the happy snowman printed upon my dress was to break into dance with me alongside. The gathering of four generations along with recent news that two of my hats had been selected for the World Garden Hat Exhibition for London Hat week 2019 had given both Snowy and me the extra carrot.
I loved the new year`s day walk in South Yorkshire`s own garden, with fine countryside and remnants of the industrial past peeping pleasantly through. What better view than that from a viaduct lodged high over the valley, an ensured route with focus. With the River Don down below, bold trees with smart berries boasted out loud, whilst the silent bare relics were seen and not heard. As with any noise that rises so high, the inspiration that followed from these swanky embellishments sowed the finest of seed. My new Bridal collection needed no extra light, the balance I found was just right.
By April I was down in the big smoke for London Hat Week accompanied with my white hat called “Winter,” all laced and ready to entice. There was never time I felt alone with her nearby, a popular resident on the Gallery`s first floor. She was the one that introduced me to so many, a born, natural networker! A milliner`s best friend.
With a week full of plenty I returned home rather sleepy, but new skills all intact. With regular checks they continued to grow, outwards, onwards and upwards.
Just as well! by May I had a phone call from Gok wan and his team. I had been asked again to showcase my headwear on the catwalk, a September event in the county of milk and cream. Needless to say, for a while I was grinning like a Cheshire cat!