Ladies' hats were once a standard subject of Western comedy, from the poems of Robert Burns, who addressed an ode to a mouse seen cowering in one at church on Sunday, to an uncounted number of movie sight gags and vaudeville wheezes. (HUSBAND: I tell you, a hat that expensive is a sin! WIFE: What do you care? The sin is on my head.) Those days, like the hats they mocked, are largely gone; the last nail was probably banged into their coffin when... More >>>