By Jack Andrews | Published: Wednesday March 31, 2010
It was raining like a flood out there when the dame walked in. She was a real classy type, and I guessed just by looking at her that she must’ve been carrying a silver cigarette case under that red coat. I was right. “Mind if I smoke?” She said. I responded by lighting her cigarette for her. She spoke through a thick veil of smoke. “Let me ask you something, detective… How do you wear those mens fedora hats so well?”
The Private Investigator’s Guide To Mens Fedora Hats On The Case
It was raining like a flood out there when the dame walked in. She was a real classy type, and I guessed just by looking at her that she must’ve been carrying a silver cigarette case under that red coat. I was right. “Mind if I smoke?” She said. I responded by lighting her cigarette for her. She spoke through a thick veil of smoke. “Let me ask you something, detective… How do you wear those mens fedora hats so well?”