A Weeping Angel I crocheted as a gift.
Krista absolutely hates the Weeping Angels because they are the creepiest thing in the world, so I thought I’d make her one for her door, but of course I was nice enough to leave her a warning :)
And no one has noticed because tourists are constantly looking at it.
Oh the weird things I do when I refuse to sleep….
Jeremiah gave me this! It’a adorable and terrifying. I keep it at work so I can sleep at night.
Look out for those Houk Sisters, Doctor!
Finally, here are some shots of the finished masks, some details on the attack mask, and one shot of the hair piece that wasn’t (it looks fine and dandy on the little mannequin head, but it looked like crap when I put it on).