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I've knitted the ugliest hat.

Knitting can give you a good idea of how distorted your body image is. I never seem to trust that the size that a pattern promises will actually fit my body. So I end up with thiese monstrously huge things. Apparently I see myself as monstrously huge. My knitting tells me that I am slightly off on this perception.

So I didn't trust the pattern would fit my head, and now I have this oversized, balloon-y tam-like creation. My, is it ugly. Perhaps I'll wear it outside today. Is it chilly?

(I'm a little off right now. Pre-coffee, and I'm not at Mint Manor. This is a rare weekend that will be spent on the New York side of the river: Horror Movie Fest at Andrew's.)

Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:03 PM | shower me with attention