"Wilkommen!" A charming man greets you as a walk into a cafe near your hostel. You're so hungry you don't think about removing your sassy black straw hat upon going indoors, but no one seems to notice. It's been a long flight across the Atlantic and any kind of food will do right now. "Bitte," you say to the German gentleman behind a refrigerated case, "Ein Schokoladenkuchen." He gladly presents you with a slice of rich chocolate cake. As you turn to find a table, the morning sunlight streaming through the shop's window catches the clusters of obsidian-colored beading circling the band of your hat. Rubbing your eyes you recall how you didn't want to sleep off jet lag in your room and instead tossed on your favorite hat before skipping out to explore the city. You run your fingertips over the brim from back to front, tracing its crescendo as your excitement grows. It looks blustery outside, though this hat's hidden comb will keep it securely on your crown. "I'm going to have a great time," you think, as you take your first bite of cake. After all, you always have a great time in this hat!