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A hat[10 Thory 4261]

Anoof, who is taking a course on Theoretical Fashion, has
decided that I am generally underdressed.

I consider this unfair, since I spend more time in the
morning getting dressed than he does, seven or eight days a
week. (The ninth and occasional eighth is when he has some
formal occasion to go to.) I wear ribbons tied here and
there — and they must be tied well enough not to come off
when I am flying, and, somehow, delicately enough to
actually look good. On ordinary days I wear six (neck,
wrists, tail). On more formal occasions, I wear waistcoats,
collars, cummerbunds, and this and that.

In any case, Anoof has persuaded me to get a hat.

A blue and glowing green hat. I do not fully understand why
it should be blue and glowing green, but it should be. The
blue should be a darker version of my feathers, which pretty
much means that it has to be done by an Illusidor spell.
The glowing green can be produced by yavalle dye, which is
the color and luminosity of noontime sunlight shining
through an emerald lens.

I have never worn a hat before. Indeed, if you have seen
, you would know that with my usual feather-styling, I
had thought that either I need to do something different, or
the hat would be more of a hollow-topped bonnet kind of a

In fact, a variety of designs are under contemplation. The
most likely one is a very romantical cone sort of a thing,
with a thin veil dyed with yavalle trailing romantically
off the tip. My feathers will hold it up, and keep it on my
head as I fly romantically through the chimneypots and get
romantically chased off by pigeons.

But other designs are possible. A truncated cone of a fez.
A wide-brimmed thing in the Orren style like Strenata often wears, but without a
crown, with my feathers peeking through. A coronet, almost,
of cloth on a boiled leather frame.

It will improve my luck with the Orren, Anoof says. As I am
currently Orrenless, and have no good prospects even, I am,
somehow, making my way to the milliner’s. Well, properly, I
am waiting for the milliner to show me some cloth samples.

It is hard to express the depths of fear I feel at the
prospect of such headgear.

I should get:

The romantic cone
The fez
The Orrenly hat
The coronet thing

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