*read in an Irish accent* If you make your way down to ye ol' Ireland for St. Patrick's Day, you're bound to visit a good pub. But If I take ye out for a swalley, you better be clanking cups with me till the wake of day. Or be wearing a brim the likes of ye father. That man loved a cold stout in the mornin', and he would've loved this ladies sequin Irish flag hat. Quite the feckin choice if the sequins be orange and green like the flag of mother Ireland.