Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Oh yeah...

The skull hat is in a rumpled pile by our front door... it's been there since I threw it when I discovered that not only did "felting" it make it bigger instead of smaller, it also make the grey yarn bleed onto the white. Wrong size AND ugly. Booo...

I'll make another with fewer stitches (the ball band misled me).

I don't know how long the little mushy, distorted, discolored pile will stay by the door... until I am over it, I guess.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

*Sob* Death of the skull hat :( Let's all bow our heads and pray...
Alas, poor skully hat. You can now never be frogged. Why couldn't you just felt right? Why why WHY?

Yours in grief,
Sasha

patrick said...

Tell me about it, Sasha; I was really looking forward to wearing it. That said, race day ended up being sunny and 80 degrees by 9 a.m., so it might have been a tad uncomfortable.