This is B, in a hat I (finally) finished and sent him, of my own original yarn-combining (Malabrigo Worsted and Knitpicks Palette, if you must know) and design-composing um… design.
By sheer dumb luck with my measurements, it seems to meet his fits-in-pocket, covers-ear-tips-at-least and is-soft-and-warm qualifications, while not quite managing to clash terribly with his Mom-knitted scarf, whose warmth is so essential in numbing Salt Lake winters.
And, because he is a kind and generous soul, he even took time out of his math assignment grading to take pictures for me.
I am amused by his incredibly intent expression here…
And also by his inscrutable Lemony Snicket-ness here…