Today, a friend and colleague, (or 'frolleague,' if you will) took one look at me and said, "you're wearing a hat you didn't knit." He was shocked that I would even consider wearing a hat not made by my own fair hands. It wasn't even a shabby hat - it was retro Carhartt!
But I was pleased. Firsty, because he noticed.Secondly, because he defined me by my creativity and its importance to me. And that was kind of nice.
