I like self-portraits that are not just face forward, straight on, here you are, looking at me, warts and all. So I like this one. My lovely bowler and a hint of a smile. I had to have a black bowler after seeing Lena Olin in The Unbearable Lightness of Being, so I've had this for decades.
I think I'll try to paint this one for the next Self-Portrait Global Love-in...and since the deadline isn't until September 12, I have plenty of time to do it right the first time or mess up a couple of times while working on it in between other things. (The photo is lightened quite a bit because otherwise the black bowler is just a black cutout shape with no real shaping to it...so to see the rim and the bowl better, I just faded the color out.)