You were a girl with straight hair, so maybe this will jangle a memory loose. I was a girl with straight hair. Carrie is a girl with straight hair. Last night, right on schedule at age 11 years 2.5 months, Carrie experienced a rite of passage familiar to all straight-haired girls and former girls. She suddenly got the idea that if she put 20 or so real tight braids in her wet hair and went to bed, in the morning she would wake up with FABULOUS CURLS. Sisters: you know how that turns out. I’m sure that even Cher tried it when she was 11. Joni Mitchell too. It’s a long road to straight-hair acceptance; it starts with 20 tight braids.
When she ran out of Goody elastics, she raided my dishcloth cotton and tied her braids with that.
The Peaches & Creme also came in handy when I realized that I needed to baste the edging onto my Ether top before trying to whipstitch it. I did the 2 front flaps separately, starting from the outside edge and working toward the back, and then I did the back. Since I had done 39 repeats of the lace pattern, I made sure that each section of the top got 13 repeats. I eased it as I went.
See? I knew it would look better longer. Fox-ay!
Knitalong, Little Doggies
My copy of Larissa’s brand-new book arrived yesterday. So beautiful, especially the vintage photos, which are not the same old vintage photos if you know what I mean. And little Everett using a pinwheel blanket as a cape! Amidst the loveliness, one pattern speaks to me more than any other. It SHOUTS at me. It will not let me rest until I devote a weekend to making it.
Page 78: The Pillow of Sei Shonagon.
I feel like I must have dreamed this pillow; it’s so just-right. (Reminds me, somehow, of Yoshiko Jinzenji’s quilts. Peaceful but interesting.) You write a text on strips of fabric. You knit a panel of eyelets. You weave the fabric words through the eyelets. Perfect for Carrie’s words-and-letters themed bedroom. She can rest her 20 braids on words from a favorite book, or her own poems.
I also want to accept my next indigo vat invitation (I’m sitting by the phone), and dye both the yarn and fabric in it, to make a murky tone-on-tone one with words that are hard to read.
I want to have somebody with really interesting handwriting write the text.
In the never-ending bocce game that is my Must Knit Now list, Sei Shonagon has just knocked the lead ball out of the way.