Saturday, February 24, 2007

If wishes were fishes, I'd be drowning

Mrs. Peeps is under the misimpression that I have a hankering for headgear; a yearning for yarn; a need for Noro; a polydipsia for a pillbox; a lust for a lid; a desire for a diadem; a craving for a cap; a passion for a panama; a fetish for a fedora; a thirst for a tiara; a wish for a wimple. Could someone PLEASE disabuse her of these notions?

(Which isn't to say that I wouldn't settle for a sombrero if nachos and tequila were involved!)


Yvette said...

Pining for a porkpie?
Cruising for a crown?

Koko, you look positively regal.

Celtic Knitter said...

Well, I don't know. I think the headgear i quite lovely.