so I had to make a doll to fit it. See?
Nah, I didn't actually shrink one of my own sweaters by accident. This was one of my thrifted sweaters that I intentionally shrunk so that I could cut it up and make new things from it.
You previously had a glimpse of this red sweater in the felted teacozy I posted about. I obviously still have pieces of that sweater to use and just I couldn't resist making this doll (she's actually an angel in the book I got the pattern from, but I decided to skip the wings when making her). It was such a playful project and one that I'm glad I indulged my inner child in making. My sons really start wondering what's happening when they see me making a doll and my excitement in making her wardrobe. Uh-oh, they seem to express as they look at each other. Is mom losing it? Perhaps. It's just too fun not to make a doll and her clothes. Especially one as whimsical as this one.