September 12th, 2011 § 4 Comments
It’s like that thing common people refer to as Christmas, but one bajillion times better squared. It’s Interional Crochet Day! What?! What?! We could hardly sleep because to us this is the total highlight of our very dull, but we keep telling ourselves “it is awesome” lives. Woah, too much venting there. The fellas at the Obey Crochet Manor got up extra early to tell you fine crafty crochet peeps…
Yes. Your requests and emails have not gone ignored. Thanks for flooding my inbox. No for real though, I met so many kick arse hookers and hope to meet more. Just use the handy button in the side bar now to access the new shop for all your hooker needs. There will be adds to the shop throughout the weeks, but we HAD TO open on International Crochet Day. Aren’t we romantical?
Are there no more free buttons?! If you were lucky enough to get some, you are one craft crocheting bastard. But wait…
No there are not free buttons, but you can get buttons at the shop. I like using my laundry money to buy stamps and send you stuff so we have a new free item: TEMPORARY TATTOOS. Say what?! I know. Just message me your address using the contact link and I will send you one per hooker. Be patient, it will get sent, I am a one hook show here and I keep making crochet monsters to help me, but they just end up eating my food and having parties. No slaves yet. Damn.
Pinky McPinkeye says…
Do not think that for one micro second that this hooker has put down the pencil. Still doodlin’ to spread the gospel of hook to all those willing craft far and wide. Danke to the interwebs for that one.
Do you like my flags? Of course you do. You do. fabric&lines handmade them. Her shop is coming soon. She is one crafty chicklet.
September 12th, 2011 § 2 Comments
We’ve been waiting for this day for some time now. Today is our day. On International Crochet Day we raise a hook high in the air and proclaim with conviction, “My name is [insert name here]. I am a hooker!” Legit. Today at the Obey Crochet headquarters we celebrate, shake it, eat ourselves into a coma, and drank. AND we crochet, preferably before the gluttonous merriment in case we fall asleep afterward. Watch out for another post later in the day (wink, wink).
So why do you love this fine craft of crochet with such fervor? Why would you rather be hookin’?