They're finished! Look at the sidebar... the Fiesta Feet socks are finished. Now I can grind out those Pink Sockotta Socks and think about starting something new.
I did some stash-diving over the weekend and once more looked at my pile of Paton's Ballyrae (in "Autumn Essex Tweed"). I have seven skeins, of 190 yards each, light worsted weight, whisked out of the sale bins at the LYS for practically nothing about a year ago. It's enough to do a simple stockinette cardigan, which is something I could use, even in summer. I work in a building that has powerful air conditioning and my office is frequently icebox-like. What I really want to do is to make something cute, slighly cropped, just a tad fitted, and in navy blue.
Last week I ordered a suit from one of those catalogs. Navy blue, very smart, white details at neck and cuffs, perfect for some big meetings I have coming up next month. To go with I ordered a pair of navy specator pumps. Yesterday the catalog company sent a postcard saying that they don't have any more of those suits and don't anticipate ever having them again. Rats, foiled again, and it's hard enough to find clothes I like well enough to shell out the cash for.
So maybe what I'd better do is to sew something up to go with those pumps.
I used to love sewing for myself. Then, I acquired a boyfriend who needed costume items sewn for his historical reenactment habit. Being too stupid at the time to say "get your own damned sewing machine and learn to use it" I sewed all kinds of things and did it on deadline. In the process I lost my love for making my own clothes. Add to that the fact that the nearest decent full-service fabric store to me is one hundred and four miles away and you have a recipe for Full Avoidance of Issue. In the end, it's more cost effective to simply keep trying the catalogs.
One sock forward, one suit back. Is that progress?
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