This year I didn't knit too many gifts because I knew they'd take longer, wouldn't be appreciated, and/or be more work than just grabbing something at the store. These two gifts were special because they weren't Christmas gifts, they were wedding gifts for two good friends of mine. For the woman I made fingerless gloves with convertible mitten-flap that her now-hubby assured me she wanted. He had to persuade her not to buy some on her own through this bitter winter, so she was very thankful she has something for her poor cold hands now ^_^.
The pattern is a modified version of “Hooray for Me” gloves. Longer, mock cabled cuff, and I added the convertible flap to change it into mittens.
And then for the hubby I made a Zombie Octopus! BEHOLD:
I modified the Common Octopus by Hansi Singh (which I've made numerous times before) into my own creepy, murderous, undead version.
What does he want?! BRAINS!
When does he want it?! BRAAAAAAAINS!
Zombie Octie then decided yarn-brains were not sufficient and decided to attack me... That makes me a zombie now too, I guess... Damnit.
The pattern is a modified version of “Hooray for Me” gloves. Longer, mock cabled cuff, and I added the convertible flap to change it into mittens.
I'm calling them my “Dainty Rogue Gloves” as an illusion to one of my favorite George Meridith quotes, “She’s a dainty rogue in porcelain,” from his novel “The Egoist.” It means she’s a rebel posing as an upright lady, and that’s totally the girl I made these for ^_^. These gloves are lovely and pretty, but slightly deceiving. When worn as a mitten, the cable runs up the middle almost like the wearer is flipping the bird :D
And then for the hubby I made a Zombie Octopus! BEHOLD:
I modified the Common Octopus by Hansi Singh (which I've made numerous times before) into my own creepy, murderous, undead version.
I'm calling him the Zombie Octie. Not quite an octo-pus anymore due to a number of his limbs being half eaten off, also there seems to be some kind of brain matter or guts coming out of his head. He holds in his nubs his lunch, also known as a human brain.
What does he want?! BRAINS!
When does he want it?! BRAAAAAAAINS!
Zombie Octie then decided yarn-brains were not sufficient and decided to attack me... That makes me a zombie now too, I guess... Damnit.
I really like these monsters. Do you have a etsy page? where can I get them?
ReplyDeleteI do have an etsy page, but since these aren't technically my patterns, just modified versions of already made ones, I would probably be breaking some kind of copyright laws. I'd be more than happy to make specific requests though. I have done that before, and then it doesn't have to go thru a public website that might get tracked back to me, hehe. Email me at Lyndzim@gmail.com and I can see what I can do ^_^.
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