Toddler rustles us awake. Possibly one too many glasses of champagne last night. Flowered dress, low heels for walking, green leopard print socks. Coffee at Hi Volt. Sun already hot an heavy as we make our way down Magazine Street. It moves slowly at 9am, as we do. A man stands on the corned next to some neon that says ‘Kools.’ Blue jeans black tee. We cross the street to stay in the shade. Water drips down from the balconies, soft percussion on pavement. One open sign on the whole block and we take that as an invitation. ‘Goorin Brothers Bold Hatmakers.’ Shelves of beautiful hats stretch to the ceiling in the morning light. Yes, let’s all be bold this morning: first coffee, then hats.