I’m doing a major Spring purge to make room for my next bout of bad decision making at Value Village. I don’t so much buy clothes, as rent them from thrift shops.
It reminded me of this knitting cartoon I drew last year.
You come across a lot of seriously weird homemade “clothes” thrift shopping. I like to think those disastrous creations – the sad end product of way too much time and effort – have a chance of finding the right home. But probably not.
There’s a knitter’s superstition, that knitting a sweater for a boyfriend is a slow and painful way to end a relationship. But maybe, just maybe, it could also lead to something beautiful?