I hate gauge. I always seem to screw it up somehow or another. So when I read my last post about from FOUR YEARS AGO about how I was going to be knitting a skull hat for my hubby I had to wipe a tear away...from laughter.
I remember this hat. Gauge is the reason I remember this hat. At that point I had mostly been making scarves, so when I tried doing a swatch or two of gauge for the hat and it wasn't right, I guessed as to the size of the needles that would be needed to obtain the gauge and I went for it. I threw caution to the wind and just started knitting away. I impressed myself with the ability to do color work. I loved working with the soft yarn and seeing the skulls grow row after row. When I was done it looked awesome. Except for one small detail - it was really freakin' huge. The gauge. The damn gauge.
So now what was I supposed to do? I had to search for someone with a big head. I thought and thought about it and decided I needed to give it to my friend with the afro; surely it would fit her head. I gave it to her on her birthday and it looked like she was wearing a shower cap. In fact, I think I suggested to her to wear it in the shower.