Two Hats at Once

A tiny paper cocktail umbrella was resting right beside a crumpled checkered napkin, completely untouched. I couldn't help letting out a light chuckle. Still holding my trusty potato skewer steady, I reached over, pinched the slender toothpick handle, and lifted it up high. With a careful tilt, I rested the paper parasol right against the peak of my banana hat. A gentle nighttime breeze caught the pleats, sending the pink paper spinning around like a little pinwheel. Honestly, double hats might just be my new favorite look.