Just because we can...
Doesn't mean we should.
But we did because Twinkletoes asked, and because "Ma maman peut tricoter tout," and how can one argue with that. (If you didn't know any French, you might have a leg to stand on, but since I know this means "My mom can knit everything," I have absolutely no excuse. My reputation as a loving mother means far more to me than my reputation as a skilled knitter. Usually. Don't ask me about this when we are in the aisles of Pharmaprix and she is giving me "the look" and trying to disappear down an aisle where I cannot see what she is doing, and the entire store discovers that yes indeedy, that little woman has a big voice....)
So, my latest FO is the above Phildar Neige capelet (oh, man, we are busting our knitting boundaries all over the place) in size "Queen o' the Plastic Torpedoes." Complete with a glass button from my antique button collection. Girl's gotta have the bling, you see. And girl's gotta place the bling strategically. Why?
To show off the tattoo. We are Barbie of Montréal. Hear us roar. Hear our mothers weep. And then, when they've gotten over it, hear them secretly consider getting a small, tasteful tattoo where only the very curious and the husband will notice it...minus the plastic implants....
Note the additional, somewhat bizarre choice of contrast thread for button-sewing. Twinkletoes is nothing if not an exercise in contrasts. She regularly chooses to wear unmatching socks on purpose. It was funny until she started doing it in public. And then it infuriated me. Now, I've let it go. For the most part. There are worse battles to fight, and I wouldn't want to, say, blow a blood vessel or anything. And at least if my self-striping yarn doesn't self-stripe in the same way for each sock, Twinkletoes will consider this a feature, not a bug.
Bugs and socks. Another post for another day. Happy weekend, everyone...I'm off to seek out solace in some Lorna's Laces.
May 6, 2005 7:48 AM | Permalink | Comments (5) | Print