Sitting in a cafe, Margaret was thinking she looked cute in her hand-knit cap and fingerless gloves. She actually even caught the eye of a guy in the corner with a plaid shirt and black Buddy Holly glasses. That was until, she felt a sneeze come over her faster than she could act. Hands full of knitting needles and a ball of yarn, she just had to let the innards of her nose fly! She felt simultaneously humiliated and resigned as she watched her Brooklyn hipster lower his head over his magazine. Well, what could she do? Back to knit-one, pearl-two.