My Old, Shady Friend
I've worn this cap so long it's literally falling apart. One day I picked it up and I realized my skin oils had thickend the canvas and given it this strange sheen.
This is not the shot I took then, but it still commemorates this trusty hat. It's hard to find caps that fit comfortably on my gargantuan noggin. This one will be missed when it finally disolves into cottony, oily, threads.