This time it's almost true.
About a month ago, my co-worker, Sylvia, wore this red-and-black houndstooth print top to the office, and as soon as I saw it, I wanted to make dogs from it. She, understandably, didn't understand.
"But I like it."
"But I'm wearing it."
"You don't really need it. You have a million tops. When was the last time you wore this one?"
"I wear it about once a year. But I like it."
"I'll make one for your niece, if you give me the top."
She made the mistake of mentioning it in front of her niece, and as you can see, I got the top. It was large; the pattern pieces were small. These are for small kids - no eyes or bits they can tear off, and they sell pretty well.
Her niece was happy, too.
I can't wait to see what Sylvia wears next week.
Now my co-workers want to know why I'm laughing at my desk. That's hilarious!
My friends know to be worried when I compliment something they're wearing. This is the first time that a handoff has been made so quickly, however. :)
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