My crochet hat

One day at work, my forehead got cold. "Never again" says I, and the hat was born.

It's a fairly simple hat, just one repeated crochet stitch over and over again. It never ceases to amaze me, the things you can make out of string.

Here it is, with me in it.

For a brief time in my hat's youth, it went through a gangster phase. Thankfully, it grew out of it.