A bad hair day is an automatic hat day, but, let's be honest, any day is a hat day despite what state my hair is in. Today, however, it was a hat day because my hair was in a quite unfortunate state. To ease my hair blues, I wore one of my favorite hats; you can never go wrong with a little cheetah. Or sparkle. Anyways, today's weather was similar to a lovely spring day, so I chose a dress to celebrate a break from the harsh cold.