Finally went to Spotlight today and got some silk satin and polar fleece to make Elley some more silk-lined scarves.
The first one I made her a couple of years ago is a fetching deep plum polar fleece on one side with some embroidered flowers. On the other it is bright pink silk. I have a Thing about making Winter babies warm stuff for their birthdays, and I wanted to give Elley something lush
. Hence the scarf, which was very well received; used every single day when it was colder, and now Elley has cancer, is literally worn constantly as her body temperature does weird weird things.
While it is terribly flattering that while she is like this
she won't take scarf off (she claims that putting it over her mouth and nose and breathing through it helps her not to cough in cold air; also, she SLEEPS in it, people), I am a little worried about a Linus/Blanket situation developing.
Ah - who am I kidding - I took it off her today to measure it up and she started meeping at me until I gave it back. Now she has the buzz cut hairstyle her eyes are enormous
and she can do the Stricken/Deprived/You MONSTER look really, really well. As in: better than any of my nieces, all of whom are under 10, have The Eyes and a cuteness factor off the scale, so I know that whereof I blog.
I just worry about Elley keeping herself Naice (she says diplomatically).
So I'll be making her another two or three scarves tomorrow. And a purple satin pillowcase. And hopefully a couple of satin-lined beanies.
The satin-lining and pillowcases are to help her with the Velcrohead thing. Once she shaved off her hair to a Number 1, we realised she had all these whorls and divergent hair growth patterns on her scalp which pretty much act like velcro if she puts her head down on a cotton pillowcase or puts any kind of fleece, felt, crochet or woollen hats or beanies on (which would be all the ones you can get). The satin is so she can stop sleeping in a hat. Or at least give her a nice satin-lined hat to sleep in.
As I said to Elley today: don't think of it as a life-threatening illness. Think of it as a chance to really accessorise