Yes, my pets, it’s been all Blossom all the time here at Wendyknits.
This yarn is truly fabulous. Emily summed it up quite nicely in a comment the other day:
Blossom is like the recycled silk yarn, but without all the dust and grit and weird smell of the real thing!
That’s it in a nutshell. It really, really does look like recycled silk, but it’s actually very soft and easy to knit. I think it’s going to make a very comfy sweater.
Okay, here’s a comparison. If recycled silk yarn were a woman’s voice, it would be Selma Diamond (may she rest in peace).
Blossom is Lauren Bacall.
And Eloise is coming along nicely.
Here is her body, all nicely laid out. (Eeeeeew, that sounds weird.)
And her first sleeve.
Help! I’m on sleeve island! Becky, on your way off the island, please send the cabana boy over to take my drink order, ‘kay?
Why, yes, I do know that I have no business whining about my Eloise sleeves. They are not gorilla sleeves. They are dainty little things. And I’m making them shorter than the pattern directs. I really really like “bracelet length” sleeves. As written, they look like gorilla arms to me. Perhaps I just have short stubby arms.
Some Notes on Lara
I wore my Lara to work yesterday and lemmee tell ya, she is one soft and cuddly mama! I love her.
I was wearing her over a brown silk dress (Laura Ashley, bought off eBay for next to nothing, thank you very much) and noticed that Lara and Laura did not really play well together. In fact, they fought all day. Lara kept trying to get away from Laura by sliding off my shoulders. I was wearing it open, sans pin, like a Chanel jacket.
So in future, if I wear Lara over a silk dress, she shall be pinned closed. Firmly.
Wanna see what I looked like at 3:30 yesterday morning? Photo in the mirror shot!
Yes, this is what we at Wendyknits do when insomnia strikes. We get up early, get ready for work, and photograph ourselves.
What — doesn’t everyone do that?
Miss Lucy thought I was wacky. She had gone back to bed in disgust by the time I left for the office.
And just for grins, here is what the sky looked like at 7:03am yesterday morning. (Monica obligingly turned out the office lights so I could get a good shot out the window, thereby freaking out one of our contractors who had innocently entered our office suite. Never let it be said that we don’t have fun at the office!)
And this is basically the same shot at 1:54pm.
Why, yes, I am barely coherent. Why do you ask?