While I'm pretty sure it's some kind of sin, I wear one of several wide-brimmed hats when outside on sunny days. Having already lost half my left ear to melanoma, fashion always takes a back seat to safety.

However, I kind of like the way it looks sometimes. Here is the only recent picture I have of my self kilted/hatted.



Me, stepfather and kids at Smokey Mnts. National Park. As I was just outside of Pigeon Forge, TN (home of Dollywood) I thought the Cowboy hat was appropriate.