whittall & shon

JFD: I mourn the passing of the hat. Not the watch cap, or the ski hat or the baseball cap that can be found on any old shlub whose head is cold or balding. I’m talking about the overwrought, complicated, architectural hat that once was de rigueur for women and men of style. If you miss this also, go to Whittall & Shon, where you’ll find hats in every hue, in a multitude of shapes and with every possible bauble or adornment. Bring your naked, boring head in and ask for Emmanuel —he’ll hook you up so you can walk the streets of Miami with your head held high.