Despite the sometimes virulent anti-doily sentiment that seems to be popular these days (though I've heard rumors of a "that's so granny" phase that may be just around the corner), I'm not afraid to admit that I have recently embarked on a journey of doily-crocheting discovery. Or something. . . Anyway, I've started crocheting doilies, because I like them and think they're fun to make.
This one didn't work out perfectly, and it was my own fault. (When is it not, though?) I saw early on that I had the wrong number of do-dads (some sort of stitch), but I didn't want to go back, so I just said to myself, "Let's see where this goes." Turns out, it went to not having the perfect number on the last round. (Who would've thought, right?)
Eh, it's ok. It's just some scrap thread (bigger than the traditional #10 bedspread weight), and the mistake is only noticeable when you look at the whole thing at once. When I put something on it (with the mismatchy part in the back), no-one will ever be the wiser (unless they've read this, that is).
P.S. This is an "in progress" shot, in case you can't tell. I was about halfway through the last round at this point.
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