Investments.

Proof that buying a crap ton of hats is never a bad investment.

There's so much stupid stuff you might never care about again that you find yourself spending money on or pondering spending money on when you are planning a wedding.  I decided to harness the power and buy a stack of carefully selected headwear.

Now I get ridiculous hats and wigs as gifts.  I love my friends and family.

The hats have been invited to three weddings, a luau, a birthday party, a goodbye party, and a post-proposal defense cocktail hour.  The best props -- small children, faculty, and pets -- were provided at each site.

The most recent hat bash -- the wedding of Karen and Adam.  Not our photobooth.  Photos snatched from the photobooth friend Steve.