In an effort to clothe my poor prince, who despite being my oldest doll is sorely lacking in the clothing department, I found a pattern for a tunic in one of my crochet magazines and started working on it.
What? I like crochet.
It's... going. Sort of. I'm not sure how I feel about it right now, but if I turn out to dislike it on Gabrys I at least have plenty of other dolls it'd suit...
It's an interesting challenge because, unlike a few other doll-size projects I've done, simply using a smaller hook and thinner yarn didn't result in a significantly smaller item, so I've been having to modify the pattern as I go along.
Hopefully, starting to write about it will 'keep me honest', since I'm painfully aware that I tend to start projects and never finish them.
Or it'll be the final nail in the coffin. One or the other.
A noodler with a doll obsession.