Does anyone know of a hat collector that may appreciate vintage hats?

May 28, 2008 by dinahmite | Posted in Other - Visual Arts

I have several vintage hats ranging from the 1930's to the 1970's and I have no use for them.(the hat museum in Stockport are'nt collecting from this era) Maybe a theatre or private collector?
Some of these hats are made of feathers and need a little

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I like vintage hats, but I don't like paying much for them. I usually pick oldish hats up from thriftstores and if they are plain I make them odd.
But actually I've seen plenty on ebay. They seem to sell for more than I am willing to pay, but

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