Release the hounds(tooth)!

I have had this fabric for years--1950s houndstooth wool in vivid magenta, scrounged long ago from some estate sale or other. Barely a yard, a bit shrunken and felted, but with its own quirky charm. The bitter winds and drab palette of winter oddly inspired me--I had a sudden passionate urge to make it into a tiny hooded shrug. I really had to dig to find that little scrap, since I never thought I would use it (never say never). I also never thought I'd like purple. Never, never say never. I think I have found my purple, and I am taking it on the town.