After fulfilling my compulsion to clean the house last night, I decided to fulfill my compulsion to make a dent (well, more like a ding...or maybe a scratch) in the mountain of socks I've recently aquired. So I made this guy out of a toesock from Carrie. The sock was in great condition, but I couldn't see myself wearing a sock so bright. Yeah...I've grown up a little bit...but don't worry, just a little! I still have toesocks I wear, but in more subdued colors.
Look at the quirky little smile! It looks like he's up to something doesn't it?
I still have the mate to this sock...so keep on the lookout for when I make his brother!