Babes Ride Out

Corinne Hall & Her Stetson

PeopleAnya Violet

With over 150 years of rich history behind them, Stetson is an iconic American brand that is ever evolving and forever timeless. From true western cowboys, to Hollywood elite to U.S. presidents, these hats have brimmed the heads of many throughout history. We are proud to be supported by Stetson and show you a glimpse of the women in our community that have  a true personal connection to this brand. - Babes Ride Out

Corinne is one of the best examples of why I truly love the moto community. She is one of the nicest humans you will ever meet and exudes a kind of cool that is so authentic that she is not even aware of how cool she is and will be so embarrassed even read about (haha sorry Corinne, I can see her blushing now). When I first met Corinne I think that we probably struck up a conversation at one of the Hell on Wheels events drooling over vintage dirt bikes. It didn't take long for me to notice her amazing collection of vintage treasures as we kept running into each other at local moto gatherings. From bikes, to trucks, to perfectly worn trucker jackets; there was a story behind every piece! We got to catch up with Corinne and hear the story behind her love for Stetson hats. 

Hi my name is Corinne, I live in Southern California. I ride a few different vintage Hondas but for long distance rides I take my 2014 Triumph T100 Bonneville. I rode dirt (Honda & Yamaha) bikes in my childhood since my Dad had a few in his lifetime along with many other toys with his 6 brothers who all enjoyed kicking up dirt or basically shredding in any environment be it snow in nearby mtns or skiing at the lake in Arizona. We always had toys to play on or crash on!  I grew up in a very outdoorsy family which probably comes from our grandparents lifestyles of early farming which also translates to their love and respect for nature. My passion for motorcycles got sparked again in my fuck-it 40’s...I literally hadn’t ridden since I was a kid so I started scootin’ about on a small 74 Honda cb200 then moved up to a 76 cb550...it unfortunately needed alot of work and I wanted to hit the road and go on trips! So just another valid excuse to get a new (& reliable) bike, so I purchased the Bonneville. (It was literally the 1st brand new thing I had ever bought off a lot) My Dad had a Triumph in the 60’s so I was already a bit partial to them. Then later, I was feeling like I was missing the dirt so I found a cheap ‘88 Honda XR200 to play on. With all these bikes, I guess, I was making up for lost time from my childhood and wanting to make my Dad proud that I took up his passion of riding.

A major thanks to the Babes Ride Out gals, I have made several friends and the impact of their encouragement is life changing! It’s all very surreal, I would not have thought a few years ago I would have owned a motorcycle or several. I blame the community of all the amazing strong women I have met, which is a good thing, we all need a push sometimes to get out of our comfort zone. There are so many fond memories of the past 3 BRO events but I think one moment stands out...I was tossing back a few beers enjoying the music and suddenly having a moment of clarity and you stop & look around & just absorb your surroundings & realize how fucking awesome this event is...the city of tents...the sea of women...the hoards of motorcycles from all over the country...I mean think about it, has this ever happened before? Staging this event in the desert just amplifies the energy we as a community exude, its truly a magical place! It has been awesome watching this event grow into what it is ...and now Babes in the Dirt, UK and East Coast...what’s next ladies!?? Can we go to the moon? Actually a moon ride would be my dream, haha! Ok reality check, I would love to do a trip through Europe.  Seeing countryside & experience some ancient historical sights has always been on my bucket list but on a motorcycle would be a dream!

How do I describe my style? I’m a pretty simple jeans & t-shirt kinda gal. I like to mix in vintage finds whether it be a 70’s tshirt or buckle. Also I think I’ve pick up a few style elements from both my G-pa’s, haha. They were old school hard working farmers then engineers later in life. I love a good bandana and cowboy hat to add a little flair to a plain outfit. They both always rocked their own style in choosing a cowboy hat...10 gallon or slightly cocked to the side. So wearing my Stetson is like an ode to my family history. One would walk into our family cabin and see the hat rack they built was full of them...old and new...straw and felt. I remember as kids we always wanted to wear our Dads hats and would run off and play in them despite how ridiculously huge they were on our heads. A brand & style of hat has always been important choice to me much like choosing a motorcycle. Stetson just has such rich history personally and historically...it embodies the Wild West and I feel like I am carrying on a family tradition by wearing mine! I was drawn to the style “Open Road” instantly because of its smaller classic profile & of course the silver belly color...It was a vintage find and luckily it fit my pea sized head, so it was meant to be! I also have a Cattleman that I love too, its vintage and the previous owner put their mark on it by bending the brim a bit squared off, I recall that style of creasing from the 70’s...hm, haha, which makes me recall how much Smokey and the Bandit had a huge influence on my style choices, those movies were my faves growing up. You always feel a bit different wearing a hat...a bit taller...a bit more pride in your step...or tap it up to one side like my G-Pa and you feel a little bit sassier than usual! I have always been obsessed with hats and the style they add to your wardrobe. Depending on your mood or bad hair day I believe you can change your outlook by wearing a good hat!!!

Photo by Heidi Zumbrun

Photo by Heidi Zumbrun

Photo by Lindsay Lohden

Photo by Lindsay Lohden

Photo by Lindsay Lohden

Photo by Lindsay Lohden

Photo by Lindsay Lohden

Photo by Lindsay Lohden