For years I’ve been wearing fedoras. I’m not trying to resurrect the fashions of a bygone era, hide my resting bitch face or attempting to cover my balding dome, although that’s part of the reason if I’m being honest, but I sport them because I simply like hats. From time to time I’m reminded of just how bulbous my noggin truly is. Today my friend Nikki donned my fedora only to have a large portion of her normal size head swallowed whole by it. It was an unsettling reminder of why it’s so difficult for me to find a hat that fits. I must have an extremely strong neck, though I’m not sure how to go about testing it. No one has ever tried to strangle me (though many have threatened to), but it would probably be difficult. I like to think of my head and face as “celebrity size”. Have you ever noticed that many celebrities have overly...