Knit Night - A tale of knitterly caution.
Part 6.
And this is what I showed up to the next morning. My poor mannequin had been through a row, it seems. Her shawl is hanging off her shoulder, baring more than is decent. She is still wearing socks, thankfully her modesty is intact. Unfortunately, the socks are being sported as a makeshift ascot.
I really drew a blank at the hat.
And this is what I showed up to the next morning. My poor mannequin had been through a row, it seems. Her shawl is hanging off her shoulder, baring more than is decent. She is still wearing socks, thankfully her modesty is intact. Unfortunately, the socks are being sported as a makeshift ascot.
I really drew a blank at the hat.