Royal Wedding 2: I Came for the Hats

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For most people (my mom and the Lifetime channel) royal wedding frenzy is about living a vicarious Cinderella dream or whatever; for me, it is the dream that somewhere, someday, maybe I, too, can strap a lily pad on my head. Few occasions exist on American soil in which hats, much less fascinators, are legitimate daywear for non-church-goers: 1) if you are competing in RuPaul’s Drag Race; 2) if you are Miss Tina Knowles Lawson at the Kentucky Derby; 3) if you are in Williamsburg, and then only amongst Miranda July fans. I want to transform my body into flower stem; my face, a rooster; my spirit, the wind beneath wings. I want a party on my head, you guys.

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Barring that, we can peruse the pool noodles, potpourri, hairballs, frisbees, fascinators, casks, netting, sinamay, boaters and sailors, yannys, laurels, and fashion crimes* which graced and disgraced the noble domes of England today where anything is possible.

*For any meaningful analysis of fashion statements, I defer to Jezebel’s royal family authority Kelly Faircloth, who’s reporting live from the scene.

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Assortment of hats.

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Frouf on hat.

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A great many hats

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Hats

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Hats!

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Oh my god, that last hat.

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What a lovely peacock accent for your hat!

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I yearn for you, hat.

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Closer view of m’lady’s rockin’ hat

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She’s wearing Queen Mary’s tiara, which is a big deal.

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OMG

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OMG

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A fascinator for The Queen.

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IT’S LIKE A BUTTERFLY LANDED ON HER HEAD.

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Back squarely in the realm of hats.

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Spice-aaay!

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Holy shit this is a look.

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Okay. Hat.

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If the ineffable movement of London fog were captured in one magnificent hat.

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Hat.

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Hatspo hatspo hatspo.

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Fun! Hat

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What glories can be produced by exorbitant wealth, read: this hat

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Hat, accompanied by celebrities

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Fine.

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This is also a form of hat.

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Not even the greatest hat will redeem you.

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Head topping

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*Autumnal goth*

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Kay

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Yes

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I am a taco!

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Modern

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Image: Hat, a man
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Postmodern

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A look of a woman resigned to a life trapped in this hat; conceptual

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Whatt-oh!

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Byeee!

Staff reporter, Gizmodo. wkimball @ gizmodo

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That photo of Kitty Spencer looks like something off the cover of a romance novel. She is stunning.