I've been knitting how many years now?--- and somehow I still never learn my lesson-- if you're going to wing it, don't wing it so much it becomes unwearable.
Fact is, half the things I make are either patterns I spontaneously alter or things I make up as I'm going along. And that's all well and good and in most cases comes out fairly okay with only a minor glitch or two. Not this time. This time, I decided to just decrease my hat whenever I felt like it.
When all was said and done, I found that I had made a giant wool condom. Well, technically only the tip part, but either way it was not a good look for me.
So I spent last night ripping back to the point where I started the crazy decreasing business, and today's ferry ride from Orcas Island (where we just went on vacation!) reknitting it with much smarter and more attractive (and less penile) decreases.
Jilliana's personal lesson for the day: Creativity is all well and good, but a little bit of forethought works wonders. (And saves you from looking like a dick.)