. . but I'm still never going to wear it. I've never worn, nor have I ever wanted to wear, a beret. Can someone out there (E___ G_____, I'm looking at you) tell me why I ever knit this thing? And/Or why I kept it for at least six years, unfelted?
I suppose I could save it and use it as part of a costume, or as an emergency gift. I had several people try it on, and it looks pretty stupid on all of them.
Here it is, post-felting (about six washes):
The Anemoi mittens are finished, but I'm getting a cold and don't have the energy to photograph them tonight. I tried starting a pair of fingerless gloves, but had to rip out the cuff because it seemed both sloppy and too small. Maybe I should stick to something basic until the fog clears in a day or two!