I dyed a killer red curly mohair today that I affectionately named Carrot Top. I abrashed a skein with red, orange and reddish brown and it turned out better than expected. “Carrot Top” was one of my old nicknames from school, that and “Pissy Chrissy”...guess not much rhymes with Chrissy. Pissy kind of implies I smelled of urine, not exactly a confidence booster when you’re trying to fit in and make friends.
I’ve never quite understood the term carrot top. To me it infers something green but maybe I don't understand the anatomy of the carrot and it really wasn’t a good fit considering I spent my first six years as a blond. When my hair follicles graduated to strawberry blond, I guess that was the bridge to carrot top, and throw in my least favorite moniker, "chicken legs" and I was almost edible.
Anyway, this fabulous red curly mohair is perfect for a sassy mermaid’s mane or a Tango dancer's flowing locks, and then there's always Anne Shirley. There’s something about a redhead that inspires a bit of naughty. In his youth, my hubby’s dream girl always sported red hair and I think it’s a bit of a stretch for me, but he seems to think I fit the bill so who am I to argue.
Father Christmas Festival is this weekend and I’m working on my window design, well, in my head anyway, like I have the time to decorate! The season crept up on me once again, so the rug I hoped to hook for this year’s display isn’t even started. It’s the same one I planned to do for last year’s window and I think it’s still behind the chair in the bedroom. Where does the time go? I could blitz the rug and pull it out of my….um hat by the first of December but that won’t help me for this weekend’s festivities. My inner Grinch purposely procrastinates as I really have a problem decorating with any amount of enthusiasm the middle of November. Christmas comes early in retail so by the time Santa comes down the chimney you’ve overdosed on Elvis’s "Blue Christmas' and Bing’s "White" one. But you can’t fight the grain so I’ll dig out the lights tomorrow and throw together a theme before Wednesday’s hook-in. But of course don't hold your breath, I think last year I was hanging lights Friday evening as customers came through the door. I really need a PA…...