A while back I tried to make Sarah Wilson’s Chi-Chi Slouchy Beret.
This was one of the more unflattering hats I’ve ever made. I hadn’t read the pattern closely enough to see that I needed to knit the band on smaller needles; the lace pattern wasn’t as easily memorized as I thought, and the hat came out looking poufy and weird.
I had half a mind to frog it and make something new, but when my pal Jen told me she was looking for hats for a hat drive at work, I figured I’d throw this into the ring. It will look great on someone, but that someone isn’t me.
As a side note, I met Jen while working at my former office, which I have come to refer to as the Big Hellmouth. The head of my former department is coordinating the hat drive. The thought of someone who treated me with such contempt taking in something I made fills me with a little unpleasant glee.