Cold mornings call for drastic accessorizing. Enter the beanie hat, or as I like to refer to them, bandit caps. They render normally respectable-looking individuals into sneaky sly burglars.
Luckily, I came across this dastardly duo during daylight hours, otherwise I would have screamed and called the cops on my own family. And I'd be the likely one going to jail after a gaffe like that.
It's sort of hard to decide which one looks more pleased to be matching. Dada was pretty stoked when she wanted to wear a hat like his, and Alex was pretty psyched when she got it on her head.
But I'll tell you one thing, nobody could be happier than I, to have these two bad butts in my life.
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