The one non-negotiable in my momiform is a quality hat. KW and I went to Rag and Bone while he was still on paternity leave and I tried on a bunch of their hats for fun. We ended up leaving with nothing, but I was still thinking of this floppy-brim fedora a few days later (and had to order it). I love this hat to death and have already worn it more times than I can count. When you’ve got young kids, nothing beats a messy bun … except for a great hat.