Brave Beret

Light reflecting hat

The beret was the only thing that stopped me from full-on grumpiness at having to hail two cabs (don't ask me why but it was mission impossible!) at People's Square while my toes and fingers had no feeling whatsoever. No one (corrected: from a tropical climate for their most of their lives) in their right mind could stay cheerful standing in that kind of cold. NO ONE.

Thus, the story of the brave beret. And her taking the limelight by reflecting all light away from my face. She's the star tonight and for the rest of winter.