to save a hat

I did a thing today.

Quite a while ago, I supported a great sustainability kickstarter that involved teaching indigenous women in the Philippines to knit. I got a hat through it, which looked a little something like this:

I loved it. I wore it. A lot.

But then once I pulled it off with an acrylic sweater, which it ended up inside of. So when said sweater was tossed in the wash, said poor hat went in too.

This lovely cables became this:

 My camera didn't even want to focus on them.

My heart was broken. But I paid $40 for this hat, and some wonderful woman out there in the world spent her time to make it for me. So I still wore it. But now it sat up on my head like a bowl cut or a mushroom cap.

I was determined to fix this. And so, some hours and lovely blue variegated yarn later:

It's perfect! Well, not as much as if it hadn't gone through the wash, but I consider it   sufficiently resurrected from the dead.

So, have you been able to save any felting mistakes, or transformed them into something else?

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Listening to: Ampersand by Unwoman. Beautiful rendition. I have a weakness for that little vocal squeak she does at one point during the bridge.

nano 2013 widgets

Nothing exciting; just widgets for the wordwar my friends and I are having.

Team A


 Team B

warning: boobs are below!

Because this culture is stupid and prudish about female nipples, I had to mark this as mature on deviantart. I'm pretty sure that also means I can't post it to facebook to share it.

I could go on a rant now--I mean, really: everyone, and I mean everyone has nipples. What's so mysterious and porny about them if they're constructed of XX genes?--but I'd rather talk about my picture. Ahem.

This took me about four hours, which is much improved from past projects I've done. I think a lot of that is because I got a new program: Artrage really makes me confident enough to do my pictures 100% digital, and being able to go from sketching to inking to coloring in one picture speeds everything up nicely. (Oh boy did that sound like a paid promotion. But I'm not being paid. Not even in anchovies. I just like the program.)

checking gauge is for suckers

And I am apparently not a sucker. I'm not quite sure this sock will fit me--same pattern size as my last one, but very different yarn. Oh wells. If nothing else, I have a sister with small feet.

 

I got quite a lot done during the evening session of Stake Conference today, and I'm hoping to get even more done tomorrow. I don't mind the three hours sitting in church at all; I often wish church was a lot more listening and knitting and a lot less herding six-year-olds. Sigh.

Lynx is way too cute.

sock it to me!

 

I finished a sock! I really should be working on things for my etsy shop, but I've been knitting socks instead.

I finished this one and started another. The pattern is Cakewalk Socks, since I wanted more handknit socks for less work.

And my cat is sleeping with her head squished on a pop tart box, because she's like that.