[ WP ] Write about something that is disgusting or ugly in such a way that it becomes something beautiful -- without using the 'beautiful inside ' cliche .

A ratty scarf laid crumpled on our bed. Tears coursed through the fabric in hues most would consider'color,' but begged for argument. Coarse, rough, it looked hard to wear, let alone see. 
 
 It was a wonder Scott wore that thing. One small section even had crusted mucus still on it, likely from a few days ago when we walked the park together. Spring season did terrible things to him, but he knew I loved seeing the flowers bloom. 
 
 One hole was gaping like a dying breath in that mess. From when some dumb dog jumped on the park bench chomping on it this afternoon. Scott wore that mess everywhere, even for our short lunch trips. I caught him a few times biting into it accidentally while awkwardly trying to dive a forkful of chinese, the scarf acting as a chute sometimes. 
 
 So it must have thought the scarf would taste as good as it smelled ( but never as it looked, god ). Scott won that battle for the scarf, but scars still etched through most of whatever strands remained. He wore it back on our way home, fighting his sinuses, muttering about the damage. It somehow got uglier. We were so surprised we laughed. 
 
 When we got home this evening I asked him why he still wore such a mess. It looked genuinely awful. 
 
 *Like I could toss this, there's plenty of mileage on this thing yet. Still keeps me warm, right? * 
 
 He took off his coat, shoes, dumped the scarf on the bed and is showering at the moment. Leaving me alone with it. 
 
 I could n't help but smile. Scott did n't even say it. That I made the scarf for him our first Christmas together seven years ago. He just liked wearing it still after all this time. 
 
 *Still keeps me warm, right? * 
 
 I would n't know. Could n't be caught dead in it. That did n't matter though. Our marriage was n't a perfect one, but he held on to it for better or worse. 
 
 And so would I. 
 

