Freakin' Headbands: How Do They Work?

See, I've got a theory, and I think it's about magic and miracles.

Actually, not really; it's more about placement and aesthetics, neither of which falls under the joint categories of "miracles" or "magic," but I just couldn't resist.

This one is multi-purpose; not only does it keep your hair out of your face, but it also works as a conversation-starter with former Boy Scouts because you can quiz them over what the heck kind of knot it is (hint: they tell you in the description.)

Or you could just skip the complicated knots altogether and go with a bow, as illustrated above.

And speaking of bows...

...Sometimes you just can't beat a ginormous one, as long as it's a tastefully-done ginormous one.

Another nice thing about the latest in headbands is that if you like fascinators but can't be bothered with trying to get the blasted comb in properly, you can still rock a gigantic flower on your head with minimal effort.

HEADBANDS: CRUISE CONTROL FOR FANCY.

Of course, if you don't dig fluffy and fancy, you can always go with something a little more pointy and punky, like this spiked headband.

So what have we learned today, Internets? Headbands are awesome, as long as you don't go the hippie route. Please, for the love of Patrick Stewart and Morgan Freeman combined, don't go the hippie route.

And on a less headband-related note, I would like to take a moment to show you a picture of my grandmother-in-law*, Dorothy Greene:

She passed away yesterday evening, and she is greatly missed.

"When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart and you shall see that, in truth, you are weeping for that which has been your delight." -Khalil Gibran

Grandma Greene, you were definitely a delight. Miss you already.

*If that's even a viable term. It ought to be.