One of the fun things about living in Vienna is New Year’s Eve. People young and old traipse around the city enjoying the live music, wearing funny hats, and maybe even throwing a fire cracker or two.
I’m not usually one to judge fashion, but I’m pretty sure that hat doesn’t go with the fur coat. To each their own, I suppose.
I was sporting a pig hat and my Penn sweatshirt. Much more tasteful if you ask me.