Anyone know where this ice cream parlor is? I feel honor-bound to give
them my business, just based on the awesomeness of their neon sign.
I don't know about you, Internets, but it's been one heck of a week around here. Just busy, busy, busy from dawn until dusk for days on end. Which, to be fair, tends to be the way of things when you happen to be an adult and you're doing adult things like Meeting Responsibilities, Doing Chores and Earning A Living, but it does get a little tiresome after a while. What's worse is that--because being an adult tends to be synonymous with being mature--the rewards for doing all of this is supposed to be something dumb like "the knowledge of a job well-done" (also known as a no-prize.)
Well, forget that noise. I'm gonna have a reward, and it's going to be in the form of ice cream. Or, since there currently isn't any ice cream in the house, ice cream hats.
First up is this subtle ice cream cocktail hat made from upcycled kimono silk, which reminds me of the little crocodile on Lacoste clothing for some reason, but I can't figure out why. Can you?
This knitted popsicle fascinator brings up a very interesting question: Why don't rocket pops come with sprinkles on them?
The following two ice cream sundae fascinators come from the same shop, but in two different colors. And since I couldn't decide which one I liked better, I decided to take a third option and post them both:
Because as much as I like this pink one...
...I like this purple one just as much.
And just because they're certainly the first thing I think of when I think "ice cream hats" (and for good reason,) here's a crocheted banana split headband from youcute:
What can I say? I'm a sucker for things that smile at me.
And on that note, see you next week!