Meet the glamorous black hat first introduced in my ultimate summer post. I never wear it because I imagine the hat would only feel at home on the French riviera - a poetic interpretation suggesting its prime time hasn't come yet. Whimsical perhaps, but I've bought pieces knowing I am not going to start wearing them immediately more than once. Have you ever experienced a compelling, inexplicable drive to do something you only really understood weeks, months, years later? This is where fashion and life draw parallels. Sometimes you just have to wait for the pieces to fall into place.