The perfect Bonnet

    I have been in search of the perfect bonnet. When at last I did find it, via mail-order, I anxiously awaited on the Post for delivery . At least one hundred years old, and very delicate. I wasn't sure it would fit on the small recipients head, but I certainly hoped it would.

    This hat is far too small for the Southern Belle.....

"Besides, ah only weah Taffeta!"

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And far too big for the other Southern Belle....

"Oh Dea-ah, this old rag, ah wouldn't be caught dead in it!"

 

 Hmmm, not a bad fit here.... but wrong person. Sorry dolly.

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Aretha is simply NOT in the mood for this nonsense...

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  And wearing this bonnet gives Claudette the strange desire to take a stroll in the park with her parasol and her pet poodle, Gigi....

 But this hat is NOT for her.

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It's all Peepers can do to keep from dashing up the nearest tree..

Ouch! Watch those claws!!!!

and Sasha is awfully charming to behold.

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 But these girls do not get to possess this dear little bonnet. I bought it for someone very, very special.

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" Do you mean.... moi?

Oh, May I please, please try it on?"

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 Fionna, your neck is indeed long and graceful, but that is not quite what I had in mind.....

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 "Is this better?

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Oh, my.... it is just your size!

 

"And, do I look divine?"

Indeed you do Fionna, even better than I had hoped!

 

(Lest you think I have lost my mind, I really do plan on drawing Fionna in her new hat in an illustration I am working on. So you see, she really did need the perfect bonnet.)