Posts Tagged 'socks'

The calm *after* the storm

Hi! I’m back. Kind of. Back, but my head is still a bit out of it. Seems writing my thesis pretty much destroyed my ability to think any other thoughts, so I’m still waiting for that to come back. Also? Writing 20,000 words is a lot of words. And when you finish it leaves you not wanting to write anything else. Which includes blogging. But – it’s FINISHED!!! The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do is done. So done. So happy. I handed it all in last Monday and since then there’s been lots of sleeping, lounging, drinking, eating, making merry, and general good, stress-free times. I had completely forgotten what those were. Eh… now to anxiously await my results… Oh, and get a new life plan. Any ideas? I’m open to anything. I just love entering the workforce when all anyone’s talking about is recession recession recession. Cheery times.

But enough of my whining, there’s knitting to share!



After spending the whole month of august as an insomniac monster, I’m so looking forward to september being my month of indulgence. For the last three or so weeks of trying to finish the thesis-monster I would wake up multiple times a night with words racing through my head, trying to think of the perfect way to phrase whatever point I was making that day. If I had gotten to sleep at all, that is. Night after I handed it in? Slept like a baby, and every night since. It’s so good to be getting back to normal.


Pattern: Child’s First Sock in Shell Pattern from Knitting Vintage Socks
Yarn: Colinette Jitterbug in Elephant’s Daydream – 1 skein
Needles: 2.5mm, plus 2.00mm for the heels and toes

Raveled here. Full details are on the rav page.


If I say I’m sorry I can do what I like. Right?

Right?? That’s how it works, isn’t it? Well I am. Sorry. For how boring this is about to be. But that won’t stop me doing it. For not only do I really have nothing of interest to say, but even what I have to show you is boring. Must be something in the water. I swear I’m all about the fun and excitement normally. Just not on this blog, apparently.

But I finished something, so here it shall be paraded.

“Oooh, wow! Plain stockinette socks! We’ve never seen those before!”

See? I told you it wouldn’t be interesting. But in case you really, really want to know, here are the details:

Yarn: Noro Kureyon Sock, 1 skein of no. 149
Needles: 2.00mm (never again)
Notes: No pattern needed for these, seeing as they’re so plain I’m sure a peanut could knit them. Toe-up ’cause I like it like that, magic-loop as always, and a short-row heel. All a grand plan to copy the lovely Elin’s lovely pair.

Short-row heel. Y’know, in case you thought I was lying.

I was never really into Noro and all the colour-changing it’s got going on, but now I love it. This colour at least. Plus I really like the feel of these socks, even though lots of people have complained about Kureyon Sock being pretty rough. It’s no merino, sure, but the socks feel hardy and like I actually won’t be afraid to wear them, so it’s a plus as far as I’m concerned.




Nigh on impossible


… is what it would be for me to love this yarn any more than I do. I love you, Jitterbug! In fact, so great is my love for it that I’m starting to believe it is not only a magnificent yarn, but that it could probably also solve all of my life’s problems. Yes, it’s that good. Squishy, sproingy, fabulous.

And to think I nearly didn’t even try it, having heard fairly damning things about it on Ravelry. Lots of people complained about multiple knots in skeins (none so far), knitted items not wearing well (far too early for me to comment) and the miserly yardage (which I can’t argue with, but I care not! It’s too pretty!). But instead I was delighted to discover that it may in fact be the greatest sock yarn of all time.

Oh and the pattern pictured is the Child’s First Sock in Shell Pattern from Knitting Vintage Socks, which I love love love!

P.S. It’s June! JUNE peeps! This excites me a great deal. Summer summer summer!

Lookit! I made something!

Or more to the point, I finished something. There’s been lots of starting and putting down, lots of getting distracted by newer, shinier things, and not so much with the following through. But no more! Today, I am a bona fide finisher. And I got a little snap happy in the documentation of said fact, so, good readers, allow me to take you on a visual detour…


Pattern: Twisted Flower socks by Cookie A.
Yarn: Louet Gems Fingering Weight in “Goldilocks”, less than 2 skeins.
Needles: 2.5mm
Notes: I didn’t make any modifications whatsoever, because, well, I’m not completely insane. Seriously, this pattern is complicated enough as is – I am in no way brave enough to go messing with it further. Plus why would I? It doesn’t exactly need any improvements. Although if I were to knit it again (which I highly doubt – I’ve had my fill of microscopic cables for the foreseeable future) I might add an extra repeat or something to the leg, because I ended up with a decent amount of yarn left over.

Ooooh, aren't you a fancy heel!
Even the heel is fancy. Oh to have her (or any) designing skills… Sigh.

A back view, for good measure. Hmmm, I could certainly use some fake tan…

I have a sneaking feeling that I’m going to be afraid to actually wear these, and that they’ll just sit in my drawer for ages, for me to furtively gaze at every now and then. Maybe even put on a little puppet show with… But really, what do you do with socks that are fancier than you are? They make me feel positively plebeian by comparison.


I’m just being indulgent at this point, it’s true. But come on… They’re yellow! And fancy!


Go on, knit yourself some. You know you want to.


Sunshine Superman

So, I like yellow. But yellow? It does not like me. It just doesn’t suit me. And this saddens me, because I love cheerful, happy yellow (I love you, yellow, I do!), especially in many of its clothing incarnations. But can I wear them? Nopes. Not without looking hideous anyway, which is something I strive to avoid. I’ve heard tell that there’s a yellow to suit everyone, but much as I would love to believe this, I am unable to (just like there’s supposedly a shade of red lipstick for everyone too, but there sure ain’t for me. I blame the rule for being flawed on this point, not my face. It can’t be my face! Poor flawed face…) for never in all my attempts have I seen a yellow that didn’t make me look horribly washed out and pasty, and most likely also as if I was suffering from some extra-disgusting disease (maybe something involving insects. Or FUNGUS!!).

BUT! Yes, but. Yellow shall be mine. My feet, being rather hardier of pallour than my face, can have yellow socks! Hey, the fact that they will also be hidden by the socks which will in turn be hidden by my shoes and trousers can’t hurt either. But I’ll know. Yellow, I’ve got you. I can play your game.

Take two

So there you have it: the first inches of a Twisted Flower sock. Or in my case, Twisted Daffodil!