Since I loved coming back to the room to find some new creature made from towels while cruising on Carnival, I bought the book! My husband may well be regretting that he encouraged me to do this. Almost everyday since our return, Brian has had to admire and gently move the day's creation before getting into bed at night. I, on the hand, am having a wonderful time even though my creatures seldom look like the one in the book. Take this guy for instance.
Doesn't he look like Alf from the old television series (for those of you who are old enough to remember that ancient show)? It's supposed to be a rabbit looking like the one in the photo below.
It's not the directions which are perfectly clear with wonderful illustrations. I just need practice. Lots of practice. Can you guess what this one is?
No, not The Blob. It's supposed to be a manta ray. I keep using the same towels over and over. I think I need to move on to some fresh ones--and keep practicing. The other night Brian looked at what was my version of a pig and said, "Wow! What a great monkey! Great job!" He's so sweet. At least they look like SOME kind of beast. Close enough for me.