Early on Thankgiving Day, before I made the trip over to Port Orchard to visit the folks, I randomly visited Loobylu and saw this. Seeing as a good way to distract myself from a) watching too much football and b) avoiding the commericialism that is The Macy's Day Parade, I latched on the the project like I latch onto any project I'm smitten with... I obsess about it for a while and then I get bored and lose interest. Only this time I didn't lose interest BEFORE I finished the project (a rare feat for me!).
I started out by sketching a basic pattern on paper. (Some people seemed to think my pattern looked like a stick with two mittens attached. Some people need glasses.) Then I ransacked my parent's basement and found a big stash of random fabric from projects that never were completed, felt and thread of every color. See? Pack rat tendencies can pay off... as long as I don't have to store the stuff. And isn't that what parent's houses are for anyways?
So I cut out the pattern I made up and starting stitching it together.
My parent's dog, Bear, supervised the whole process. That's a lie. He just layed on the floor in people's way and looked cute. That's okay because, admittedly, that's his thing but you'd think he could at least move when you're trying to open the fridge door and he's lying there in front of it. But no. Again, that's his thing. Don't be distracted by the cuteness because he's not moving no matter what you do or say, unless you've got some turkey in your hand. Let's just say he had his fill of turkey that night. Okay, moving on.
Before I was done with this project it was decided he should be named after the bottle of wine my mom picked up at Costco. That means his name is Fat Bastard because apparently there's a wine label called Fat Bastard and my mom is so cool that she bought the bottle based on the name alone. (And that's reason number 1,416 why my mom is cooler than yours.) Let's just say it one more time because it's so much fun... Fat Bastard. So I stitched on Thursday night and I stitched on Friday and by Friday evening I was done.
Back
Details, people. It's all about the details. That's why Fat Bastard has a tail.
Front
And I know what you're asking yourself and the anwser is yes. Yes, that is a Starbucks latte in his bag. There's a hat in there too but I was too lazy to put it on him when I took the photo.
Side
I also found some random wire to put in his trunk so it's posable.
A Voilla! You know what this means, right? No, not that I'm a dork. I mean, yes, I am a dork, but not because I decided to make a elephant doll based on a random posting on a website. That's a reason why I'm odd.
It means I'm ready to quit my day job and start doing this full time. Now if only I could find someone else who's interested in opening up a bakery/gift shop I'd really have something. Any takers? Oh, and you should probably have lots of money too because lord knows small businesses need lots o' money.
Oh yes.
