Right in the middle of Inspector Rex they arrived! Such poor timing! But, one can never let a chance go by. The beautiful models were immediately (well, almost) wrapped in crochet stuff and paraded before the camera. Ahhhh, how youth and beauty can do so much for the humble hooked hat.
I am a third generation martini, residing on a hill surrounded by bananas, forests and blueberries - and the odd goanna. I love to play with words and woolly stuff and am excited by textures and colours that aren't grey, white or beige.
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