Author prefers being bareheaded, even on Hat Day

On what is designated "Hat Day," the author firmly declares a preference for remaining bareheaded, despite acknowledging the style of hats. This personal conviction has been a long-standing one, with numerous failed attempts to embrace headwear.

While the author admits to interviewing milliners and writing about hat parades, personal comfort dictates otherwise. The author finds headwear uncomfortable, preferring the sensation of wind in their hair, even if their hairstyle has remained unchanged for decades. The only exception to this rule is cycling, where wearing a helmet is non-negotiable.

Humorous anecdotes illustrate this preference. A memory from a 1992 trip to Paris involves buying a straw hat with colorful silk ribbons, only for it to be immediately blown off by a gust of wind during a "hat parade." Another incident recounts a friend, "Blixten," wearing a straw hat on Bellman Day, only for a pigeon to leave its mark from above, ruining the hat and the day.