Looking at it from this angle, The Thing That Shall Not Be Named actually doesn't look half bad.
I mean, it looks at least half bad, but the other half ain't so bad. I don't know; maybe it's the tree or the nativity scene that draws the eye away from the extra awful parts. Or maybe it's that nifty poop-brown wall that we took such pains to paint, the one that's supposed to look like suede, but really doesn't.
This is another Swatch Gone Bad. The thing that has no real shape, no stitch definition, the fluffly blob that only an amoeba can truly love.
And it's not that I can't admire the Petite Boucle by Knit One, Crochet Too. It's soft, as they say. But don't try and knit anything but a blankie with the stuff. There is an upside to the the yarn, however...
It rips out like a dream.