My Mexican Hat

I wrote this when I was eight or nine years old.

The swingin’ 70’s, y’all dig?

I’m half-Mexican, but you’d never guess that fact from My Mexican Hat.

Kids, I think this says everything of how much I was a product of my white, U.S. upper-middle class environment.

There’s clearly good and bad elements to that kind of upbringing. Funny and sad.

Now I talk about my Mexican husband, instead of my Mexican hat.

Ain’t that a kick in the head?

Peeps, sometimes you just can’t make this stuff up.

O.K. I gotta go and check out my inventory at Giselle’s Clothes Shop:)

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