Remember this post from Karen at Fringe Association? It sent me around the bend. I wanted that thing. Bad. But not bad enough to crank up my rickety granny square skills. I just wanted the THING. For once in my life, without all that fussing.
Then I remembered, I know people who crochet. In fact I know one knitter who crochets a lot, and likes it. One thing led to another, and before long a swap had been arranged and yarn was heading to Liz’s house. (My side of the swap is still TBD. I’m sure that makes your Spidey sense tingle. I promise to fulfill my side of the swap!)
Here’s the result, which arrived in the teeth of the SCPV (So-Called Polar Vortex) aka The Artist Formerly Known As Winter, or maybe, if we were feeling dramatic, a Cold Snap.
Isn’t it pretty? The yarn is Madelinetosh worsted, in Charcoal and Silver Fox (the Charlie Rich of merino wool). A whole lot of it. It weighs as much as a fourth grader. Keeps the chills out, and entirely equal to the Comme des Garçons version.
The moral of this story is, friendship is a wonderful thing, and cross-craftual skills are a gift to be cherished—and shared.
Thank you Elizabeth Kaplan!
Happy weekend everybody!