Look, it's a man in a hat, and it doesn't look like he's trying to rob a bank, or as if his head is being swallowed by a strange mushroom, or anything. That's because I put it in the magic shrinking machine....er...dryer.
I made a little swatch and when I washed it, it lead me to believe that the Silky Wool would shrink slightly in the horizontal direction and slightly more in the vertical direction, so I just threw caution to the wind and threw the hat in the washing machine. Actually I made Manimal throw the hat in the washing machine since I couldn't look.
When I pulled it out of the dryer it had shrunk rather more than the swatch and at first I thought I had made a hat for one of his daughters, but the silk content in the yarn made it so that it wasn't locked as tightly as a 100% wool would be and after stretching it out on my special hat blocker...er...Manimal's head, it turned into a rather normal sized, if slightly bell shaped, hat!! Magical.
Zane was speechless...although he said that he was speechless so I'm not sure how speechless he really was. But he was wearing it when I left the restaurant, although I'm not sure how long he'll last wearing a winter hat and working over a hot grill.
And on a completely random note: as I came into work this morning a couple of women were measuring off the booth spaces for the East Lansing Art Festival, which freaked me out for a second until I counted days and still came up with 16. 16 days you crazies! I don't even know what I'm going to use as a tent yet and your measuring out spaces. Argh.
And Victor, when you graduate from Dental School I'll make you a bloody molar hat, so there's some incentive for you.
Ragnar...fair isle, I just love that stuff!
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Nice, nice. Makes my tummy grumble with anticipatory hunga.... So do all the leetle plants in their flats we brought home today!
Troll-man asks if you've ever heard of Grace O'Malley?
i tried to post yesterday but bloogle glogger (or the puter) at it.
ennyway, i plan to come knit on sunday.
only other thing i had to say was that i could not quote nor spoof lengthy passages from romance novels, either--llama or otherwise. i do think that is a good thing...but when it comes to fiberblogging, i can understand your frustration.
and now you have me thinking that there must be some sort of romantic adventure that should be penned for Graty. (after all, he is to be mated with our Lacey--his childhood sweetheart--this summer, and has been pining and pining for her since her arrival last year. she teases him mercilessly over the fence, and then snorts and goes prancing off across the pasture, poor guy)
ok, *now* who's the fiber-slut? eeesh. i'm a right mess.
Hum, I have a sort of tent you can use, it has mesh walls. It will definitely attract people to your booth. You can even display stuff from the mesh walls. Happy to hear about the shrinkage. I miss knitting night...maybe after the art fair we can reinstate it in my backyard on occasion. We need some pillaging and plundering soon too.
Count me in on the pillaging and plundering!
Yea! It looks great.
Nice fix.
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