Yikes! What happened to my Kochoran mini-clap? It was growing nicely. But when I measure it now….OMG. OMG! Can it really be eight-plus feet long? What on earth…did it eat some Magic Beans? That third section…did it hypnotize me?
Can this scarf be saved? Maybe…just maybe…with severe frogging, and partial amputation of its malignant overgrowth. Thus:
The new edge does not match the cast-on. Does it matter? What does not kill this scarf, makes it stronger, I hope. I proclaim this “wearable.” Next!
My Silk Garden Lite mini-clap is at least 2 feet too long. It drags on the floor. This time, I suspect that the scarf abuses illegal steroids (it was trying to compete with the Kochoran). Again: to surgery.
Next! My third clapotis is having a panic attack. “I’m a silk-wool Mystical Creations blend,” it sobs. “Am I colorfast? Will I be dumped?”
Nurse, fetch this scarf some Valium while we analyze it in the lab.
Uh-oh:
Hmm…I’ve seen worse, but it does bleed. This clap will be finished, but it will not be gifted, and it must stay out of the rain. (Nice trick, here in Oregon!) Or, we might trade this scarf for some Magic Beans. Moving now to the Recovery Room:
All doing nicely. (And not one with health insurance!) Nurse, clear the room, please. A Danica train-wreck is coming in…
Good to see that everyone made it to the recovery room. The colours are lovely!
Why not give it a soak in a vinegar water bath? Turquoise is notorious…
Your scarf clinic is inspiring. I wonder if the concept would work in France, where, as everyone knows, every single scrap of wool is health insured (but then it never rains… so what’s the use ?)
Your blog is very funny, I’ll make sure to come back once in awhile…