Tuesday, January 6, 2009
I sit here writing in my favorite outfit ever. I’m wearing my pajamas, my boot slippers and my YaYa hat. Over the weekend, I had to locate a cute little book (Sissy LeBlanc’s Southern Girl’s Guide to Life…if you don’t have a copy, get one) in the hopes that it would cheer a good friend of mine up. In searching (if you could see my room, you’d understand why it was such a search), I wound up finding it in my YaYa hatbox. So, I’ve decided to tell y’all about my obsession. I have this hat that I have grown SUPER fond of. I call it my YaYa hat. It got the name “YaYa” from the movie Divine Secrets of the YaYa Sisterhood. We did a variation from what they did, but the idea was the same. I started this sort-of tradition after my friends and I graduated. My friend Sam and I worked on these hats for weeks before our last big shin-dig before we all started college. The hats are full of tags of inside jokes, mementos, etc. Typically, Sam and I discuss and work on the hats the most. We were still working on them 6-months ago. It is so much fun to look back on the past jokes, and put more tags with the new stuff. Officially the YaYa hat-wearers are: Jess, Megan, Steph, Sam, Krystle, and me. I have been friends with these girls for a very long time, and I hope that we all remain friends throughout the years.
Currently, there are about 200 tags now on my hat…so I may have to look into getting and starting another one. But this one will always be special to me.