Attended a concert last night in Portland, Or.
"The Tenors"
One of the 4 singers sported a hat during most of the numbers.
A stingy brin black with brim up, down, then a porkpie, and finally
a nice grey short crowned fedora.
Sorry, no pictures allowed. On the few songs he was hatless, he just blended in to the group.
His choice of hats allowed a personality enhancement and image much larger than otherwise.
Not overpowering, but his individual statement.
Sold out but only saw a few hats, my pinnacle enjoyed the show from the cloakroom.
I've been struggling to pick pics, and ended up with a respectable slide presentation of our ten day Israel trip. No shortage of subject matter there; family (we were accompanied by and toured together with some of our kids!), history, cultures, and to put the frosting on the cake, two professional basketball games featuring my son. ONE hat for the entire trip, my Vintage Silhouettes blue smoke, possibly the only gray fedora in the country full of fedoras. Black fedoras!
Getting caught up on the news. Well, I can look at the pictures, at least
THIS is how HUMMUS is done!
Lid by Panama Bob!
And since you asked, Frun...
VS Blue smoke at the Sea of Galilee
The finest Falafel in the land, and Moti, our fantastic guide
Overlook at the Syrian border, two days before the most recent ceasefire
Rear view of Todd's terrific Panama...
The man knows how to wear a lid into the tunnels beneath the "Western Wall"
Even the stone masons wore (stingy) fedoras!
Another hummus stop, this time in Jerusalem; HIGHLY recommended!
My new friend, Bilal Abu Khalaf, a merchant of breathtakingly beautiful fabrics.
He has even furnished silk and gold textile for the Pope! His shop sits on top of an archaeological site in Jerusalem, which he has covered with a glass floor so it can be viewed from inside the shop. Check out his Facebook page!
A side note; many of Bilal's most luxurious fabrics are made in Damascus, Syria. That seemed odd to me, because at the same time, bombs are going off in Syria while such beauty continues to be made. We actually heard several explosions when we stopped to take the photo at the border, above. A food vendor parked at the overlook warned about "scratching the car" following one particularly loud boom. I actually appreciated the flip attitude, obviously calloused by living under such conditions for so long.
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