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Old Knitting

This picture is a bit fuzzy, but it serves its purpose, which is to show my personally handmade and customized sweater. It is knitted in a moss/seed stitch, and it has asymmetrical shaping--if I make another sweater using this pattern again, I think I might make it a little longer. It's supposed to be cropped, but when I wear it, I feel like I have to keep tugging at it.

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Gina said…
Cute! I like the one-button thing you have going on there.
dive said…
Yaay! Robyn!
I no longer have to hunt down that grainy picture of you in the orchestra to know what my breakfast buddy looks like. And you look great!
So no more of this "grey haired old mommy pants" talk.
I love the asymmetrical shape of your sweater, but I agree about the cropped thing (I don't like the cropped look - too many women round here wear it with nothing underneath and show off their "muffin tops" over the belt line).
It would look REALLY great as a three-quarter length sweater (kinda like a long jacket - I don't know what terms you use in the US) over a nice flowy summer skirt and a nice little top(maybe a Nehru collar). Hey, how gay do I sound, talking about women's clothes? But then Mum'll tell you I'm usually right about those things.

So thank you for saying "Hi" face to face at last.
You're still cute.
Ame said…
Hey Robyn! Nice work! Cute design...and I'm like you..if I wear something short like that I keep trying to make sure it stays DOWN!

Nice to meet the rest of the smiling face! Sweet! ;)
Alifan said…
Nice pic Robyn.. I am knitting at the moment....

Like slightly longer look on me, as I have a lot of fat to cover!

Yes Dive has good taste, when we go shopping, I say "that is nice" and he say's "no it is not"! but he is usually right, feel like I am the child now and the boys are the parents.....

Maybe a while before I finish the sweater I am making at the moment, have to fit it in between sugar flowers...
Scout said…
Gina, I love assymetrical things--clothes, jewelry...so I knew this pattern would be fun.

Dive. Hi. Some men just have a knack for picking out good design I guess. This sweater is made with a thick, wool yarn perfect for January. But it's bulky, and no matter how careful I am with its cleaning, I think it still may have shrunk a bit. I have lost interesting knitting, but I think I wouldn't mind trying this one again.

Ame, I figured if you could post the full you on your very cool unicycle, I could post the full me in my dining room. Not very adventurous though. Just a room with a sweater.

Alifan, my girls do the same thing to me. They don't like to shop with me, but when they give in, they will point out what we have come to call "mommy clothes" and "grandmommy clothes" so I know what not to get. Makes you wonder how we ever managed to dress ourselves without them, the way they talk.
Sassy Sundry said…
I love that sweater!

And you are very cute. Still very pixie like.
I like it... I see what you mean by the length though.

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