Saturday, March 15, 2008
Teddy Smalls is the illest.
Yours truly kicked a crochet freestyle the other night (i.e., no pattern, yo!) and created my first amigurumi-style teddy bear. I still need to make his legs. His nervous expression was not intentional, but I must say I rather enjoy it. And since he was more-or-less completed on March 9 (the day the Notorious B.I.G. died, 11 years ago), I've named him Teddy Smalls. Either you're slinging crack rock or you got a wicked jump shot. You said it, Big, you said it.
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Brilliant. Just brilliant. And frankly, around certain... um, ghosts, I too have that slightly anticipatory expression. Can't wait til TS has feets!
Thank you for visiting my blog and for choosing an appropriate name! Do we pronounce the "t" and the "s"? If only the former, I can call you "tootsie." You are getting a present on Tuesday!
You don't need legs when your name is Teddy Smalls.
Now, how's a thug teddy gonna run from the cops if he ain't gots no feet?
Cuz he fly.
Oh dear lord, now I want to crochet him a pair of wings.
Dooooo it, doooo it!!
live from bedford stuvysant/the livest one...represent G-K to the fullest!
teddy smalls is the wickedest...
Yo! I want that bear! Teddy Smalls be mine, girl!
Hmmm...maybe we can do a trade. You get a bear, I get my very own Storms-drawn self portrait? I figure we could have them done within the next year or two!
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