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My first instinct when I look at this is to grab her head and wind her up. Those flaps are winders aren't they?
(Oh, and if anyone is interested, you can find this pattern in Metro issue two, published by Patons.)
posted by crafty at
09:53
12 Comments:
Aiiiiii! Stop!!! You've made me laugh so hard my stomach is hurting.
Actually, there's a perfectly reasonable explanation for all of this. Those flaps aren't winders. They're wings. She's a Martian lady - hence all the blue eyeshadow - and her spacesuit/rocket ship is an all-in-one-affair.
I was thinking a cast-off from some very, very strange kiddie show. And what's with the horrid purple eye shadow.
It looks like a crappy magician's trick. "Watch me insert a knitted orange rectangle right through the middle of the model's skull....
This could have worked if they'd designed it with 2 cute ears perched in a perky way up the top of her head. But square orange ears sticking straight out the side is cruel. And bad. And wrong.
I have frown lines.
OK, they might have already been there before opening this page, but I have no doubt, if I was to go and look in the mirror, that they would be deeper and uglier than I remember from this morning.
Because, when I spotted this, two things happened.
I said to myself "what the....?" and I frowned. Hard.
Then it occurred to me that this looks like something that the Telly Tubbies rejected.
Yes, folks, you have Tinky-Winkie, Laa-Laa, Dipsy, and Po.
And introducing, Wha-thaphuq-izzat.
I reckon, she's a member of the Elite PiggyBack Parachuting Stunt Squad.
The flaps are for steering in the downward Bombs.
They are, of course, retractable.
Human Bon Bon.
If you pull the tags she bangs and you get a crappy plastic whistle, bad jokes and a crinkly paper hat.
What the hell????
If the wind blows really hard she'll spin like a top. THAT'S entertainment!
Wow! So many possibilities!
Now to psycho-analyse you all based on what you saw in this picture...
hmmmm I was thinking Joan on a crucifix.... for a good time...don't call her.
I dont know what she is hiding in those flaps but the thought scares the crap outa me!
I think that's what happens if you let an architect knit.
Criminy, I just read all of the comments and it was great, each possibility more ludicrous than the last. Wish I'd thought of those things ...
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