Floating Beauty

It was a jolly sunny delightful english day in London on the way to see my mother, (the originator), in Shepherds Bush and while walking down Goldhawk Road i come across an abandoned but inspiring window display. I cannot elaborate much as it looked empty and had probably been left that way for a while too. But i tell you, i just stopped for a second and peered at it for a good 5 minutes and saw the way it had been hung and how visible the wire was as to which it held the hat still. Could it have been thought about more carefully? Was it intentional? Was it a shop? Who knows. Interesting enough here it is...