Compromis…

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Scene: Set during the Festival de la P’tite laine 2022 and Danis has a mission… if he manages to promote #OurCrochetUniverse by going on a tour of all the booths, he wants me to publish a book.

To sweeten the deal, he offers to work the 2023 Festival de la P’tite laine while wearing a full crochet costume. Fitting his entire person…

I was very confident that he would not manage to do it… of course this might be a sign that I should start to listen to people who believe in me rather than my rather intense impostor syndrom…

A month later I was coming to terms with the fact that he has indeed managed and that I could either betray my promise or roll up my sleeves and get to work. I was going to opt for betrayal, but then the publishing house contacted me about the Ghibli book…

So I had 1 term down! I thought it was a good enough deal and since I also thought the whole costume thing must have been a joke, I filed the « deal » as a done thing and promptly forgot about it.

However, when I was working on my giant Totoro this whole thing came back to haunt me.

« Hey Karine, you really should make me a Totoro costume to promote the book during the Festival!! »

– Danis, futur ex-husband.

I leave it to Emperor Palpoutine to visually translate my inner thoughts at that exact moment.

Especially given that I hated the whole projet! Don’t get me wrong, I love the end result, but I profoundly loathed the process.

I’ll stick to my mini amigurumi for now thank you very much!

Except I went on social media and mentionned this whole « suit » ordeal.

You know, now that I am firmly into my 40’s, I thought the whole concept of peer pressure was a thing of the past. Turns out all of you want me to crochet a Danis-sized Totoro costume for some obscure and troubling reason.

I have no idea how to deal with the amount of interest this whole concept is generating… 😅

However there’s only about two weeks left before the Festival and I have not the courage to spend them putting together a grown man sized crochet costume that would probably need to be burned after the event because of the whole « sauna » effect that acrylic can have.

But I am nothing if not dedicated… and I also hate letting people down.

So I found a compromise that should make people smile and not turn me into a widow prematurely because my poor husband sweats himself to death in a yarn prison.

I was surprised by the intensity of Dan’s reaction to my solution! Chip, however, was deeply pertubedand was very vocal in his insistance that I do not make him wear any sort of hat!

I’ll keep the final result a surprise for the Festival de la P’tite laine taking place on September 30 and October 1rst in Rivière-du-Loup!