As I sniff, sniff and cough, cough through this post, I take comfort in the fact that just before I came down with this dreaded Melbourne flu, I turned an old strapless knitted top into a hot water bottle cover. Is that destiny or what?
You see, I bought this knitted top in Singapore some 10 years ago. I used to love wearing it, but over time it's gotten a little loose and just a little shorter than I would like it to be. Belly exposure use to be cool in the 90's, but fortunately that fashion trend is long over.
Being the hoarder that I am, I've had this top sitting in my wardrobe and every clean-out and donation round, I've promised that I would wear and it, but never do. So I was ruthless this time around and created a 'donation' pile and a 'keep for fabric' pile. I just couldn't give this top away.
I had a nude hot water bottle sitting on my dresser staring at me and I thought to myself immediately... "brilliant".
And 15 minutes later my top had been given a second life as a cozy and adorable hot water bottle cover. Just in time for the flu that followed a day later. I must be psychic. Or something.
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