March 9, 2010
Among the many fashion phases of my life (believe me, there were many including a corn-row Janet Jackson phase that I'd like to forget about), as a true child of the 70's and 80's, I went through what I call the ABBA phase. From the boots to the bell-bottoms to the bangs, I modeled my colorful and very match-match outfits after this hit pop group from Sweden. Even now, in this century, I occasionally have the urge to wear bangs and high boots.
So I'm not one to judge when someone else goes for a certain look inspired by one of their favorite musical performers or actor/actress. And to help the average person transform themselves into a "supastaaaah" (superstar), retailers usually are one step ahead of the game - often stocking their shelves and racks with all the look-a-like outfits and accessories.
Hello all you buyers, store fashion consultants, or whoever you are that makes things happen or gets items from point A to point B, you dropped the ball big-time!
You would think that living in a fashion conscious city like Los Angeles would make it fairly easy for one to find a hat style that is worn by one of the most famous guitarists out there.
Good grief, a desperate Google search on my BlackBerry informed me that even Mad Hatter hats were available for pre-sale before the movie debut but Joe Satriani bucket hats were no where to be found - if not in our world then much less on the World Wide Web.
We went into store after store looking for THE hat. There were plenty of sort-of-similar hats but not THE hat. I even looked, to my husband's disapproval, in women's accessories sections. Zero. Zilch. Nada.
I've never seen my husband so disappointed over not finding an article of clothing in a shopping mall. Now that I think about it, I've never seen him spend so much time in a shopping mall.
Usually, he's looking at his watch as I'm asking him if an outfit looks cute or not. I told him that I understood completely. Or rather, now he should know how I feel when I can't find the perfect shade of pink shoes to match my pink dress. Not cool.
We finally gave up the search after I found the closest match to THE hat hanging next to the women's purses in a Kohl's department store. Personally, I thought it would look nice on him. All he had to do was remove the little bow tied around its brim. He told me it was time to go.
Once home, he schooled me on THE hat's features as he played a special ordered video and freeze framed shots of Satriani donning his hat.
"I can make that," I sighed, realizing that perhaps it was my call of duty as the wife of a roadie to fulfill her husband's hat dreams. We spent the next few minutes discussing cloths, patterns, and colors. More than likely we will be going to a fabric store next week to purchase all the appropriate materials.
But just in case any of you out there know where I can purchase such a bucket hat. Please, please, I beg of you, let me know. I will be forever in your debt from sparing me from turning our apartment into a millinery. If you need a visual here it is.
Wifey of a Roadie - Sending out an S.O.S!
