I'd like to introduce you to my new, most favorite thing... My Hobo Scarf!!! I love it!!! Actually, love may not cover it. I want to rush out and spend a ton of money that I don't have so I can remake my entire wardrobe solely around this scarf. If I were a pair of boots, I would court and marry this very scarf.
I'm wearing it RIGHT NOW. And I will keep on wearing it-- EVERY DAY-- until the Florida sun threatens to set fire to my neck. Did I tell you that I love it?
I used different textures, sizes and colors of yarn. I also decorated it with beads. The beads are great. GREAT!! They click when I walk. Click, click...
The Hobo is actually an easy rendition of my used-to-be favorite scarf...
...my Hippie Scarf. Until Hobo wrapped its beautiful self around my neck, the Hippie was my most favorite accessory.
Hippie was actually meant to be a throw for my couch. It became a scarf after I realized I needed like- I don't know- 800 more of these squares. I grew weary and a bit chilly, so a scarf it became!
Believe it or not, Hippie gets a lot of comments. I've had several people ask if I'd sell it or make them one like it. I joke that I would't sell it for a thousand bucks! I may make you one for $1000.00, but you'd have to give me a 50% deposit and sit tight for about
six months two years. I'm thinking most people would pass up such a bargain. People, people.
Here are a few shots of some of my favorite squares...
I've made my fair share of boring scarves. The Grey Scarf is plain, but I wear it a good bit. I made it before leaving for Africa last year to wear on the plane. I really dig the chunky yarn. It's fun.
I've never worn these particular scarves together, but I have been known to wear more than one scarf at a time. I do love a good wrap-around-the neck. I wear them so much that I feel almost naked when I'm not wearing one... or two.
So if you're out and about, and you hear a strange clicking sound coming from my way, rest assured that we have not adopted the odd language of the African clickers. It's just Hobo clicking away, singing its song; and according to a very reputable internet site on African clicking, the clicks may very well be a perfect translation of
"When I say Ho, you say Bo... HO...bo...HO...bo..."