FO With A Side Of Preface.

Here's the thing: Every single one of you reading this right now is a better knitter than The Sheep.

You...yes, you. The non-knitter in Poughkeepsie who stumbled into this blog after doing a Google search for "spiders." You, for all your confusion right now, are a better knitter than I. You just don't know it yet.

This is, in no way, an attempt at self-deprecation. Let's face it. My ten loyal readers are here for the wit, not the knit. I'm perfectly ok with that. I knit for the sheer love of it, not because I'm going to be a rock-star stitcher at any given point in the future. I know who I be...

I preface this post because, in a few seconds, there is going to be alot of collective eye-rolling and cries of, "are you kidding me...this is what all the angsty fussing has been about over the last couple of months?" And I won't blame you. Not one little bit. Because this should have been far less of a drama. But I'm an average knitter, at best. An average knitter knitting a specific project without a pattern and only two grainy pictures from my cell phone as a reference. An average knitter attempting to recreate a garment at the request of the person who does my hair...a big deal for me.

So here it is...Amy's Project! (get ready to shake your head in despair at your favorite Sheep)

A simple wrap with a buckle closure.

And here's what it looks like paired with a grungy Old Navy T-shirt...

I'm still not convinced that I've copied the wrap that Amy really wanted. But I just can't keep reknitting this thing. I have a life. (of sorts...) The actual garment has been done for a week or so now. We ran into difficulties with the buckle. My choice was to leave it uncovered as kind of permanent jewelry for the wrap. I found a neat silver-toned one that gave it a sort of "forties" look. Amy, however, really wanted it to be covered. This was a problem given that A) I don't really know how to do that and B) the yarn was so thick that it made the buckle too small to accommodate the strap. I solved the problem by making my own buckle using plastic canvas. I then stitched over it with a needle and yarn. It worked, but is probably not what my stylist had in mind. We'll see how she feels about it. The only other option was a lengthy buckle hunt and I just didn't have it in me.

So we can now safely say that Amy's Project is "off the needles." Well, for the moment. I have a bad feeling that I will be reworking this. For the time being, however, it is just nice to call it "done."

I am suddenly very tired...angsty fussing will really take it outta ya!

SA