Wool & Words

Knitting the Pippi's has revived an ancient longing of mine. Long, long have I desired...

Yes, the films have dampened a bit of the Scooby mystique, but I love Velma too much to let that bother me. She's so freakin' cool! The glasses! The hair! The absolute disregard for style and color! I must have a Velma outfit. I'm thinking I can troll around for chunky/bulky orange poly for the sweater and kneesocks (because there's no freakin' way I'm going to knit orange knee socks on size 1 needles!), and make a simple burgundy pleated skirt. Hair and glasses I should be able to provide easily enough with a curling iron, hair spray and the pair of rectangular tortoise ones that sit on my face every day.

I look awful in orange, but I figure this will be a Halloween only getup. I've got to find a Shaggy to escort me...wonder if Steve would be averse to donning a green tee and pretending to be stoned? The dog I do have undercontrol, though.

Zeus had to check out my fluffy dawgs to ensure that they weren't dangerous. Will he approve? Or will he rip them to shreds with his kitty claws? Tune in next time for the mind-blowing conclusion!