I didn’t want that to happen again so I dug up all my mother’s knitting books and flipped through until I found a stitch pattern that felt right. It took a hot second to make sure everything worked together but I’m so, so pleased with how this turned out.
It’s obviously nowhere near as complex as the things they make but it’s still something, right?
The pattern can be viewed and downloaded on Ravelry here . OH YEAH AND IT’S FREE.
These socks are everything and more. I cannot remember the last time I was so stoked on a project and that is sad. They’re just perfect in every way–from the color, to the yarn, the pattern…the fit!
It was my first time making cables without cabling. They’re probably not even considered cables but the look is there and was accomplished with decreases and yarn overs. Did not see that coming.
The socks are mirrors of each other which is totally cool, I just didn’t like what I had to do to accomplish that–work one sock more than the other. Granted, it’s only 16 stitches more, but the perfectionist in me died a little.
I’m so happy with how they turned out it’s stupid.
Pattern: Cadence Socks
Yarn: Madelinetosh Sock in Candlewick
Mods: Tubular cast on
I don’t even know where to start with this thing. There are so many issues with the fit that if this were a sewn garment, I would’ve already ripped it apart and started a brand new pattern.
That’s probably what I’ll end up doing. Instead of making the body one piece that folds over at the edges to make the armholes, I’ll create separate front and back pieces. The neck definitely needs to be dipped on the body and the collar shaping, holy crap, the damn collar shaping. I can’t tell if the designer meant for the edge of the body to sit across the shoulders (first photo below) or lower across the back (second photo). The shaping forces it to sit lower but the model photos show it worn higher. Either way, there’s tons of bubbling and excess fabric where there shouldn’t be.
I loved the idea of this garment but the pattern execution was just terrible.
As for Loft, it’s okay. I love the color options but prefer yarn that has more weight to it. The darker color broke more often than the lighter colors and was also less consistent in width. I didn’t have a great time knitting with it but I was expecting far worse after some of the reviews I read.
Mannnnn, I set myself up for disappointment, didn’t I?
The colors of the original (bottom row) were not working for me. I was pretty sure the light and dark grey needed to be switched but I wasn’t 100% convinced. I used Photoshop to get a better idea and ended up with the most perfect cocoon cozy cardigan thingy ever.
I hope the FO doesn’t disappoint but now that my expectations are so high it probably will. Cannot win with myself.
Have a lovely weekend everyone, I’ll be knitting away. Or coughing. Most likely coughing.
(original images, bottom row, from Brooklyn Tweed)
Oh, Stonecutter. I made a few pattern modifications so the silhouette would be more flattering but the process is K-I-L-L-I-N-G me. I used to be a monogamous knitter but I can’t with this. Cannot.
Ion was my side project. Portable, quick, and easy. I didn’t love knitting it but I didn’t hate it.
A last-minute invitation to participate in a holiday boutique led to a second one being cast on. I would’ve preferred a different project but I was in such a rush to leave for the show I just grabbed what was on my desk: left over Wool of the Andes, size 10.5’s, and a crumpled pattern. Below is what I accomplished in 5/6 hours of on/off knitting.
I also started Escher a while back. I’m at the second color change but it’s been put in the corner of shame until the yarn situation gets figured out (wrong amount ordered).
That second owl sweater of mine was finished a few weeks ago. The fit is much better but I’m still not sure. Can’t help but think it would look better oversized and without shaping, at least for me. When I wear it it just looks like I had too much to eat this Holiday season. I should have used a nicer, thinner yarn but it was my first sweater and the yarn was purchased before I knew any better. I’ll get over it.
Hope everyone has a good weekend, I’ll be home knitting away.
“Pretending” because halfway through our second hike I had to call it quits. Altitude sickness, so real.
Utah definitely surprised me with it’s One Tree Hill-esque vibe. Everything was so suburban, people called me “honey”, and strangers smiled at other strangers. What even?
After that much-needed break from reality I met up with Kathy Cadigan and her daughter, Morgan, in L.A. I may or may not have fangirled a little bit. In case you were wondering, they’re both extra awesome in person.
I’ve got five different projects going but they’re working up slowly. It’s a combination of fatigue and allergies because SURPRISE I’m allergic to one of the yarns I’m using.
One of those projects is a second Owl sweater. I frogged the first one a few years back because I wasn’t happy with the fit. I thought about subbing the yarn for something more Cali-friendly but decided I need one warm sweater for those random days of cold/awfulness. I was feeling pretty good about it until I read about Dianna’s and how much it grew after blocking. I just completely forgot about that part of the process which is really, really stupid. Oops.
I’m going to finish it and see what happens. I obviously don’t care too much about frogging so if it does’t work out, on to Owl sweater numero tres.
Happy happy Wednesday!
I drafted a post about my trip a few days after I landed at LAX but it went unpublished because I was still processing it all. Things happened at such a fast pace (Rome in a day. A DAY.) it was hard to be present. Sort of felt like everything was happening to someone else and I was an observer.
When I got back, I couldn’t answer the million questions thrown at me by friends and family. I didn’t even know where to start.
The hike, AKA the craziest, stupidest, most dangerous thing I’ve ever done? The one where numerous people (locals, fellow travelers, MOUNTAINEERS) said it was too early in the season to do because the snow was extra low?
The time I went wandering around Paris with my friend and a group of guys tried tying our hands together?
How about with something not-so-terrifying, like the part where I climbed an active volcano?
Three months later and I’m still spitting out stories triggered by something random. Just last week I was eating a donut with nutella and it took me back to Chamonix where every morning I’d eat it with bread because I wanted my last meal to be something I loved in case anything happened to me on the hike.
I don’t think this trip changed me in a dramatic “I’ve found myself” way but it’s definitely made me more adventurous and appreciative of the things, people, and places around me.
Aaanyway. Here are some pictures which, if you follow me on instagram, you’ve probably already seen.
Cyber high-five if you get the reference.
This bookstore keeps books on boats for when the water rises.
It was a great trip, one I don’t regret in the least bit, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss these two clowns.
I started another Iz cowl at LAX the day I left and finished it a few days ago. So glad I brought a project! It kept me entertained during those long commutes and distracted me from the suck. The reactions from strangers were pretty great too–lots of stares, laughs, and smiles. And!!! I now I have a super special cowl that’s been knit in four different countries.
Completely forgot how much I love knitting (blasphemy!). I’ve already cast on another project.
Hope those of you that stuck around are doing well!