Grace Jones wreath

I found my knittingsticks again and these nights I was working nightshift I got to do quite a bit.
I ended up doing a Pickles wreath in yellow eskimo, and here is the amazing result:)

I have the feeling I would be accepted easily in certain african tribes....
(excuse the Sunday relaxed hairstyle... but wearing a hat does something to your hair...)



I look like myself as a grandmother, hehe.




And here I am ready to rob a bank.
Maybe they would'nt take seriously a bankrobber dressed as a chicken...