
I just received a cute essay from another Lisa (not our gangsta founder) telling a story about a friendship scarf — one that we saw few weeks ago on our facebook page. Here is the story of Lisa, her friends and the Foxy Roxy scarf !
Few days ago i was thinking about the Albin de la Simone’s song, that i heard in the first part of Vincent Delerm, in which he decides to eat his friends who had an argument to reconcile them. And, i thought, because my friends don’t hate each other (at least, i think) that i would love to eat my friends just to have them close to me, very close.
Why am i telling it ? Oh yeah THE scarf. So, this is a good example : my wonderful Wool and the Gang kit a close (so close) friend offered to me was knitted by her to be perfect. And, there is more, she had a quarrel with an other close (so close) friend of mine because they both wanted to finish the scarf. The result of this is that now, whenever i wear it (the scarf), i'm always with my two friends, they are close to me, around my neck. In the street, in the subway, outside the restaurant when i smoke a cigarette (bad…), as a cushion when i read on my sofa.
And you know the best thing about that ? I hadn’t to eat them. They warm my neck. And my heart. And i didn’t even put on one gramme.
Lisa.

From Aurore to Lisa

