No. 11, Starr Owen's Fedora, is an elegiac portrait, a hyperreal tableau vivant in which the letters are people and the fedora is a timeless incident. With short van Gogh strokes Owen paints a small encyclopedia of sisterhood, a still life throbbing like a heart, broken, open. Fedora traces the outline of a loved one, skirting the brim of the impossible familiar, an America embalmed by its expectations. Just twelve pages long, a myth has never been so contemporary, short-lived, and fitting.
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From our Heritage Collection, the Starr Owen is handmade to hold you up by the head. Gentle yet uncompromising, this fedora is 100% Lunar wool, shorn from the sure-footed street-sheep of Azlatkanul, the long lost mountain city of destiny, desire, and doo-wop. Legend has it that Lau Tzu him/herself wore this fedora while translating the jocular babble of small waterfalls and invisible planets. Recommended especially for avant garde barbers and proto-nostalgic beekeepers, the Starr Owen is smoky, sage, and spectacular. Don't leave your hut without it.