We Don’t Even Own A Bike. No. Just Kidding. We Do.

Guess what I did on my day off?

No really.  Go on.  Guess!

Seriously.  You can’t guess, can you?

In Which I Remember That My Hair Sucks.

So I thought I’d take pictures of the second knit top I made using the same block as before (which, by the way, is not the horrible tunic pattern I was struggling with- this block is very easy to work with since I custom-fit it last year… all I had to do this year was remove about 4” from the hip to account for the 4” I, uh, lost from my hips).

Now granted, I chose to take my pictures in the morning while my hair was still wet.  But still, I’m realizing (for about the one-thousandth time in my life) that hair is an evil, terrible, horrifying thing and human beings should all (yea! verily! all!) be bald.  Because my hair sucks.

Anyway, here’s the second version I made of the knit top.

Wonder Wo-maaaan!

This is a combination of knits I also got from Golden D’Or (I think).  They’re nicer quality than the last shirt.  I was a little worried it was going to be too Patchwork-Patti (I just made that up-- you like it, admit it) but I think the end result was ok.  I got multiple compliments on it, although that’s always a little suspect around here since we do not live in what anyone could call a Fashion Haven.

And for further proof of just how much trouble it is to get a photo, here is what else happened in the one and a half minutes I spent trying to get a decent picture.  There was this:

not one person in this photo has combed their hair

and this:

“Hey, I’m taking a pict---“

Lovely.  I look like I have no neck.  I seriously did not want to post such an unflattering picture, but it was just too funny.    I wish I could have gotten a simultaneous shot of the Husband’s befuddled expression.

Regardless, this is way too many people in my personal space at 7:15 am.

 

Meanwhile, SHOE-OFF!

I Told You So.

 

I have been sewing.

custom block knit top, possibly modeled by Wonder Woman wannabe

 

I just haven’t been photoing.

 

Possibly because I usually get this:

oops! timer.

 

Or this:

This Person Has Absolutely No Sense Of Humor

 

Or possibly this:

what do you mean, "camera settings"?

 

Oonaballona, rather annoyingly, usually gets something like this:

oh my!

 

Or this:

no, you don’t say!

 

Except she looks cute and adorable in hers.

 

I did get a perfectly reasonable shot of the cute shoes I was wearing.

even if they were hawked by the Olsen Twins

 

vital statistics, somewhat randomly-

pattern:  custom drafted knit shirt block (as first seen here)

alteration: reduced original side seams at hip by 4”, “twisted” neck binding, elbow-length sleeves

fabric: cheap mystery knit from Golden D’Or