So, With a crocheted bottom and knit sides and handle (which I was convinced I had fastened twisted) I ended up with this. A big floppy squid casing. Before I could think too long about what purpose this thing could serve as is, I threw it in the washer and closed my eyes.
I think I should have opened them sooner. I guess the washer was full of invisable fluff that is only visable after it attaches itself to squid casings. This photo doesn't do the carnage justice. It really was awful. So what could I do but whip out my handy lady disposable and shave the beast. I guess that really is what you're supposed to do. It felt wrong and I'm disturbed that I even thought of it. Here I am shaving the naughty squid.
The moral of this story? Well there isn't one and god knows why I spent so long telling you all this. I'm going to submit the pattern, I think (once I figure out how to avoid the mystery fluff). I know I just wouldn't want to follow a pattern that says H hook, 6.5mm circs, ladies razor. The finished cozy is loverly though and nice and stiff.
Soundtrack: "My Doorbell", White Stripes-thank you Lindsay!