This is what happens to naughty knitting. After finishing the second sock, I noticed the first toe was knit obviously while unconscious or oblivious to the pattern as written. It was a crazy pyramid from decreasing every other round. Fine for fine-toed, pointy-shoe-wearing peeps, but not for me. Now it’s re-knit and looks handsome on the fabulous sock blockers from Scout.
Other highlights on the fine Sunday:
- finished my 100 miles for Runagogo
- resisted buying a pair of $380 jeans
- dined with SG (who took photos of my ass, my nose, and my love of chips and salsa
I was also discovered online by my upstairs neighbor. She, too, is a knitter and has a lovely blog. Her chunky tunics and dresses are further proof that guys get the short end of the stick when it comes to design. They look gorgeous on her! Here’s hoping we get to knit together before she moves to NYC in the summer.