The problem is that the fedora has become a go-to accessory for a peculiar subculture of love-entitled male nerds whose social inexperience and awkwardness manifests in a world rocked by a gender revolution—a tectonic shift in the makeup of formerly cloistered, rule-bound clubs. They aren't bad people – they simply need a place from which to draw a sense of manhood, if not from women.
If adventure had a hat, it would be produced by Adventurebilt Hat Company, the company founded by a man who wanted his own fedora (just like Junior's) and ended up supplying his hero's movie studio.
Just what is the deal with Jughead's weird crown cap? I'm learning to share investigates a forgotten history of haberdashery.