Like I said previously, my Grandma Sylvia knitted me this skull cap in the 1990’s when they were all the Grunge rage. Every “it girl” from Kate Moss to Drew Barrymore were wearing these things & design houses were charging a hefty price. I wanted one, I was convinced my face with adequate cheeks, would somehow transform into a waif looking Kate Moss if I had access to a skull cap.
So my amazing Grandmother asked me what colors I wanted, and began knitting me this hat. I’ve saved it all these years, and now they are back in style & I finally have made the admission that wearing this hat will never morph me into a Kate Moss – but it makes me smile, thinking about Sylvia, and how much we loved each other.
I never knew how to wear the skill cap best – to the back, which felt like a Kippah, which my Jewish brothers wear at Temple or on top of the head like Muslims wear to Mosque. Obviously, this was about fashion not religion & I appreciated this skull cap so much more than if I bought a designer one myself – – this was truly made with love by one of the greatest loves in my life, my Grandma Sylvia.