WHY DON'T YOU...

Head straight up to Harlem and buy a chic chapeau from Rod Keenan? Have you ever seen such a hat? After spending hours in wide-eyed amazement listening to Rod’s grand trip to India and drinking much red wine, Rick and I purchased the only hats for Winter 2001/2. Jay Kay from Jamiroquai buys all of Rod's hats for photo shoots. Can you imagine? Not a loan in sight! Mine is slate grey with silver studs sprinkled around the brim. Rick’s is trés militant in ink with several grommets on the left side. BUT! You can pull Rick’s down and it becomes a tab hat! Have you ever?

But that’s not all. Once you are done buying a chapeau, you simply must head to BAYOU, which is described as a Creole restaurant and bar at 308 Lenox Avenue and 126th Street. This is where Bill Clinton eats now, which means not a THING with a capital T, but he eats there all the same. The manager is Teenisha Toussant and from the look on her face, she had NEVER seen a Rod Keenan hat. Well, the moment we walked in the door with all our hatboxes, she summoned everyone but the kitchen sink to take a gander at our new purchases.

She is great. Oh and Rod, they all have your website address. I had snapper with roasted almonds and mashed potatoes. DIVINE! Rick had shrimp Creole. Lord, Aunt Fannie couldn't have done it any better. And when you’re on your way home on the A train, why not play a TUBA. Well, it’ s simply the most glorious sound in a subway station.