what it is February 22, 2013February 24, 2013 ~ carin My faith is not a formal dress but rags and stones and feathers, shells hidden in its hem —best worn with sky-lighted cape and bird voice chapeau. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailMoreLinkedInPrintRedditTumblrPinterestLike this:Like Loading...
I must go to my local hatter (and not the mad one) and ask him to make me a bird voice chapeau. I shall wear it at a jaunty angle, covering one eye so that it may protect me from the sun, but never from the sky. Reply
I must go to my local hatter (and not the mad one) and ask him to make me a bird voice chapeau. I shall wear it at a jaunty angle, covering one eye so that it may protect me from the sun, but never from the sky.
That’s one chapeau I’d love to see.