I try not to knit every gift. Especially now that my children and their friends are getting older and don’t necessarily appreciate hand knits. But some kids do. We’ll be attending a Princess Tea in a few weeks, and having knitted for the birthday girl’s mother and had those gifts stolen (a bat and a ghost), I figured she’d be the kind of kid who liked knitted gifts. So I checked in with mom about her current favorite animals (my own kids like list and have first, second, and third favorite animals. For one that is Panda, Koala, Seahorse and Dolphin & the other is Snow Seal, Penguin, Fox). This little girl likes cats. Perfect! I’ve knit a cat before.
And while the pattern was cute, knitting toys, I’ll have to admit, is not my favorite. So I turned to crochet. I followed a super cute little pattern for a bunny, planning on making the ears shorter and more pointed.
Objectively, it’s not terrible, right? But my husband says it looks like a bear. And it’s just not…quite. Right?
Besides, I was hoping to fit it into a mint container similar to the bears I’d made before.
So back to the drawing board.
And I’m so glad I did. This time, the crochet went much better. I hailed back to the basic shape of the Dumpling Kitty.
But smaller. And I added some accessories. And I LURVE IT!
I got a new phone with a better camera. Georgie is so beautiful.
The Brownberry Podcast is hosting a “Slog Along” over on Instagram. Man. This fantastic “Granito” sweater from Joji Locatelli is fitting into that category. This has become a total project knit for me; meaning I want the finished object. I want the warm, sunny hug of this project. I want the cool grey pocket backs.
I want to be done.
I started this at the beginning of the year and I can’t guarantee it’s not going to be an 18 month project. That totally qualifies as slow fashion. Snail slow. Sloth slow. Krista slow. At least it fits into “Project Sweater Chest” from the Knitmore Girls.
All summer I’ve had some tube socks on the go for my 4 year old. This is leftover yarn. Or yarn that was intended for something else. Or perhaps it was yarn that got used and frogged. I honestly can’t remember. But now it’s tube socks. Because yarn is good at eventually telling you what it wants to be.
The Santa Barbara Kennel Club hosts a dog show each year in Santa Barbara, and to me it is the equivalent of Easter (or another favorite but relatively minor holiday). After meeting my Leroy, I fell for dogs. Hard. And I love getting the chance to see so many in one place.
I’m a longtime fan of slow fashion and repairing clothes. Particularly repairing clothes. But I always swore that I wasn’t going to fix underwear. Underwear could get tossed, I wasn’t going to repair holes. No, thank you. Not gonna. Rather wear none-derwear.
And then this latest pack of undies is super comfy and I like the way they fit…but they keep getting holes. I’m not sure if it’s silverfish or naughty dog. But these little holes keep showing up. I’m not going with “it happens in the laundry,” which is my husband’s favorite refrain.
But I’ve started doing some repairs. One pair got flowers. This one has little pairs of straight stitches. Kinda cute. And I still have well fitting undies for now.
That’s the face of evil. Underwear chomping evil.