I am a person that hates hats. Helmets, toques, cowboy, wizard, sun, baseball, etc. From pretty well as young as I could manage to not wear a helmet without my parents intervening (or actually, much early than that as long as they weren't actually going with me) I refused to, and still do. Maybe if I was skiing down a 10 degree angled hill full of large, jagged rocks (aka certain death) ... but otherwise I'll take the small chance of death, thanks.
And I don't care if my ears are cold!
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Stupid is as stupid does!
After all, keeping your hair from getting mussed is waaaaaay more important than preventing a head injury! ;-)
There is a time and a place for head-wear. Times like visiting Alert in January (don't wear man-made fibers - they'll freeze stiff and you won't be able to move), on a construction site, playing hockey.
So many places you won't be able to go....
Guess what I actually wore a hat when I went skiing, who knew I could be so open-minded / freezing.
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