If I were a smoker, my knitting would be the equivilent of chain smoking–only taking several drags from each cigarette before I stubbed it out and cast on–er, lit up another. I got an itch to have a nice cozy sweater that I could, oh I don’t know, wear this winter. I cast on for Spray in Rowan Plaid and one bad Audrey Hepburn movie later (Paris When it Sizzles), I had this:
And again, with the goofy hats! I can’t get enough of them, though I think they seriously embarrass those around me. The old lady in me doesn’t give a hoot! This is an Elizabeth Zimmerman Ganomy hat from the Knitter’s Almanac. Everyone–do yourself a favor–skip two lattes and BUY THIS BOOK. This is honestly my bedtime story. It’s so oddly soothing, and funny.
I get such a thrill out of clever hats. I think the amazingly engineered ear flaps on this one make me look like a little Dutch girl. And look, it’s my unblocked Weasley sweater–she wouldn’t have blocked it, so I didn’t either. I just put all the HP films in my Netflix queue–nothing makes me feel Christmas..ier.
Before I start swatching for the Enid-Along, I wanted to finish this old knit-along garment. I can’t wait to have it done now that I’ve picked it up again–top-down/Stefanie Japel, you never fail me!
This week, two very exciting things occur. The second Webs catalog photoshoot, with actual hair and makeup people, so key to me looking not wan but instead super-fancy. Also, Cinemaknits moves to the Valley!! SO excited about this. A knitter’s party is totally in order and will happen after the holidays.
I’ve had the itch to travel recently. To London, or Montreal. Somewhere where there is an actual winter! I’m dreamily gazing at these fantastically modern Icelandic pieces to tide me over.
New Knitty–EHHHH. I mean it. Very impressed by accessories. Namely these lovelies. I wanted to dismiss Calorimetry as a cheap Panta rip-off but I think it’s different enough to start it’s very own craze.
I’ll leave you with a better picture of Eric in his Cycling Aran, since the last ones were all doom and gloom. We’re going to see the Evens tonight–a wool-respecting couple if there e’er were one.
P.S. Eric, spot the ancient history reference in this picture. Prize: High five.