I really should be finishing up Sheldon for Zoe today, but - as mentioned in my last post - I'm taking the more laissez faire approach to holiday knitting this year.
So enter this. Fresh off the rude discovery that no matter how much I loved Sylvi, she did not love me back when I tried her on. Now, I'm resigned to looking for the amazing sweater coat to take her place. And I'm thinking I may have found it here, but..
I see the posed shot of my dream jacket (below). My completely shapeless dream jacket.
If I was dwarfed by Sylvi, with her lovely A line shape and less ginormous size, this puppy would be my undoing. And the ladies at Yarns in the Farms can attest to the fact that I was swimming in poor, gorgeous Sylvi. I'm just too short for the big stuff.
If I was dwarfed by Sylvi, with her lovely A line shape and less ginormous size, this puppy would be my undoing. And the ladies at Yarns in the Farms can attest to the fact that I was swimming in poor, gorgeous Sylvi. I'm just too short for the big stuff.
See? Eeeew.
But I'm thinking there's still something here - I love the collar and I love the chunky yarn in the leaf lace pattern. And I still do have about 2,000 yards of cream colored chunky yarn burning a hole in my stash, so I sat down for a bit this afternoon.
(Which is a good thing, since I have stitches in the bottom of one of my feet and a really unfortunate situation on the bottom of the other)
And Maya even sat down with me and agreed. The idea could be saved.
Math was done and a swatch begun. We took measurements, checked them twice, and I'm about to cast on for a first side. All I need is another glass of wine and maybe to pee first (don't we all?). Don't know about you, but I've been standing waaaaay too long in front of the computer.


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