You guys remember Calvin the Love Snowman, right? Well, I had one love sock left…
And it seems like Calvin might need a girlfriend, and so Ms. Socktopussy she shall be.
I didn’t have any cotton stuffing, but I did have a sweat sock with a hole in it.
You like that artsy-fartsy aperture shit with my holey sweat sock and a cluttered coffee table in the background? You know you do. (By the way, the bowl of yellow yucky looking stuff is my lunch, in case you were curious. It was actually pretty tasty.)
When I stuffed the sock into what would become Ms. Socktopussy, she looked a little droopy and sad… (I’d say flaccid, but I don’t think girl socktopi have that problem.)
So I stuffed the other sock in there, too, even though it didn’t have a hole in it. (When in doubt, MOAR STUFFING.)
She began to take shape…
Yes, craft table = thighs. Just be glad I’m wearing pants today.
In an ideal socktopus world, you would have pieces of felt with which to make the eyes. I did not, so I decided the button stand-by would work.
Tangent: I keep my buttons in a mason jar because I saw it on Pinterest and thought it was cute:
Mine looks like this:
Anyway, I was also out of glue, so I actually honest-to-God sewed buttons on for Ms. Socktopussy’s eyes.
And then I took a picture except that I focused on the wrong thing and am fake-sewing in the photo because I needed my right hand to hold the camera. I really don’t sew left-handed. I barely sew right-handed.
Anyway, here she is: Ms. Socktopussy. Now that’s a face only Calvin the Love Snowman could love.