Friday, August 31, 2007

I feel like I robbed a yarn store. I went to the Halifax KOL Stash Swap on Tuesday night and made out like a bandit. I really didn't bring very much either, so I am feeling quite a bit of yarn guilt. But not enough guilt to give the yarn back, let's not get crazy here kids.

There is this beautiful striping yarn that is destined to be a pair of socks for a parental figure in my life, probably my step dad or Grandad, haven't decided yet.



This wonderful Opal will probably do the same, for whoever didn't get the first pair of socks.


And this RED RED RED alpaca will be a Clapotis for my step mother who adores the color red.


All that beautiful yarn makes up for the $300 speeding ticket I got that morning. Well almost.

In other news I finished the shrug for Anne Marie's wedding. I think it turned out really cute. More rustic that I wanted it to be, but I still really like it. I would post a picture of me wearing it but sadly I have been abandoned by my boy for the weekend.

5 comments:

Alison said...

That's why mirrors were invented--so you can take pictures of yourself wearing something that you knit! Check out Crazy Aunt Purl's blog for lots of examples. I think Moe has some examples too.

I finally finished something list night too. I'm quite excited, I haven't had an FO in a while!

Steph said...

You should never feel guilt about yarn. Ever.

The shrug looks great. I hear that bathroom mirrors work well for these situations. Just be sure to wipe off the toothpaste slobber.

Maggie said...

I have never mastered the art of the mirror shot. The flash on my camera is so bright that all you see is light. When I turn the flash off it looks all blurry.

Maybe I am just mirror/picture challenged, I don't know why it never works for me :(

Marti said...

The shrug looks lovely. And I have yarn envy.

Moe said...

Pat yourself on the back for having a good eye at the yarn swap. No guilt.

Of course this is coming from the girl who took home TEN skeins of malabrigo and a skein of silk cashmere. I do feel slightly guilty.