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Here are the first three hats I've knitted out of the wool I bought from NZ last week, and I'm soooo happy with the result. I bought six skeins of wool, three were multi-dyed (yeah, I'm making up words now), and three were plain, these are the three multi-dyed ones. I will also knit completely plain hats and hats that are a combination of the two types, with patterns...

My plan is to sell them at markets first, and see how they go. They're only a winter item, but if they take off, at least that will be something to work on (I really need a good summer/cotton pattern to work with)...

It's funny, you know, I feel very shy about trying to sell something I've made. I have no qualms buying other people's home-made stuff, but for some reason I feel like I'm not worthy in some way to be offering stuff for sale, like I'm some sort of fraud - ridiculous, isn't it? I don't mind giving stuff away but I find it really hard to ask for money in return for something I've made... I really need to get past that, LOL!

Comments

katef said…
Oh you soooooooooooo need to get past that because these are gorgeous! Will you take custom orders??? the girls will need new winter hats this year!
Narelle said…
They are fab! Not that I've seen or touched them, but I'd pay at least $25 bucks for one. At least.
HipbubbyMama said…
Oh they look so ace! I cant wait to get this market thang happenning! :D
Sif said…
Gosh, no! I hadn't planned on charging $25 for them, only around $10-15...

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