I finished knitting these beauties, vacuumed my rug and took some glamour shots. The first thing I noticed in the photos is the right and left sock do not match. What the everloving heck?!?! I had a mini heart attack and quickly grabbed the socks to diagnose the issue. They are a test/sample knit for Hunter Hammersen and I wasn’t at all keen on having botched them up. Hmm. In person, they look perfect. I looked at the photos again.
and then back at the socks.
and then back to the photos.
How odd. There’s an optical illusion so the pattern looks slightly different based on the angle. Turns out the position I contorted myself into for this sock picture is one of those angles.

See, different angle and everything’s fine. Crisis averted.

Yarn: Space Cadet Oriana 8-ply
Colorway: Gobsmack
Needles: 2.25mm Addi Sock Rockets for the legs
Signature Needle Arts DPN’s for the feet
Pattern: Test knit for Hunter Hammersen (rumor is the pattern will be out in Mayish, and if you join Hunter’s mailing list, the odds are better than average that a magical coupon fairy will visit your email box when the pattern is available)

The thing about knitting sweaters is that worst case scenario, one can rip the whole thing out and just end up with yarn. No blood, no foul.

A good friend of mine lovingly wore holes in a sweater her husband brought her from England. Then, she sweetly requested my help in returning it to its former glory. The stakes here were a bit higher for if I totally botched her sweater, I couldn’t just rip the whole thing. She said I could keep it as long as I needed and never mentioned it again.
for years.
Seriously. She brought new meaning to the words, “no pressure”.

As our friendship grew, we exchanged self help book recommendations. It’s handy to have a friend that likes to discuss such things because people that are not into self help books do not like to discuss all the personal growth they should be doing. Trust me on this. One day, she mentioned “Daring Greatly” by Brene’ Brown to me. I started listening to the audio book and found myself spending the better part of a Sunday pouring over this sweater and managing to turn this:



into this:

I had been too afraid to fail to even attempt fixing her sweater, until I wasn’t.