I'm never gonna make it in time, however it's amazing how well drinking and felting time go together. Observe:
That's right, felted perfectly.
Now observe:
Yeah, a bit too much.
To add to the chaos there was a piece of paper included in the wash. I suppose one of my co-workers thought it kind to include a note with felting tips. Like I said, I'm felting, therefore I'm drinking, so blame is placed entirely on aforementioned co-workers. The paper is not my errant grocery list, or meeting notes, or what have you. It theirs. They are at fault (& I'm not drinking enough because if I was this wouldn't matter).
So, the gorgeous Shibui Merino Kid "Madonna-of-the-Guiltier-period" bra-turned-bag is a little smaller than calculations originally indicated. No matter, it's a bag. An evening bag mind you, not the utilitarian yet highly chic version originally envisioned bag, but a bag of such super-cuteness even handles, the mainstay of all bags, seem oafish and oversize next to such fulled beauty.
Once again, I ask you to observe:
Yeah, I thought so too. It still looks a bit too "Madonna-of-the-Guiltier-period".
Because this was a hat-gone-bad that I was trying to resurrect for someone else, it's a wash.
The good news is felting isn't like surgery, it's more like Frankenstein or "Young Frankenstein". You can resurrect felt from the dead. I highly recommend Malabrigo and Blue-faced Leicester for their depth of color and sheer buttery softness. If you want a color extravaganza Cascade220, Hifa, and Jamieson's are for you. If it's texture and sheen that you like try Lamb's Pride, Merino Kid, or Baby Alpaca DK. I can pick up stitches, add on, throw it in the wash, and create something beautiful. I can also create a larger version of fugly, but I'm attempting optimism right now.
Go forth! De-tribble your stash, Macgyver them together with something fresh and new so you can create your own creature, er bag, uh scarf... whatever, just hurry.
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