I hooked you in with the title on this post, didn’t I? I’m sorry to say they have nothing to do with each other. I’m sure the harlot isn’t sorry. As for me, I’m sorry about the whale stomach, but more on that later.
Yesterday, the harlot was in town. Yes, I’m talking about that harlot. The Yarn Harlot
. It was a day planned around her talk, and our knitting group plus a few other special guests joined us for a day of yarny goodness. Yarny goodness, knitting goodness, but please don’t confuse that with fibery goodness. There wasn’t any yarn shopping, but if there had been, hoo boy, it would have made a wonderful day that much more wonderfuler.
Here we are in our seats, knitting away patiently. Teresa
in her purple Chickami and Jen
in her Tangled Yoke Cardi are in the back there too. Sadly, Wendy
with the big camera lens managed to escape my pictures because she was busy snapping photos. She was kind enough to take individual pics of us with The Harlot while she was signing our books.
The ultra-fabulous Ellen Bloom
made a wonderful introduction.
And then she was there. Standing at the podium, speaking with her Canadian accent, capturing us with thrilling stories about yarn, knitting, and CHOKE (Cultural Humiliation of Knitters Everywhere… you had to be there). We laughed. We cried. We fell in love all over again. After about 75 minutes of her capturing our attention, we lined up for well over an hour for the book signing and your brief face to face chat with The Harlot. She is good, people. Really good. She connects with you, as we feel only knitters can, and makes you feel thanked individually for reading her stuff. It was touching. Really touching.
That’s why I can’t share the picture I took of her and her arse up in the air when she leaned over the counter to peek at Patty’s adorable shoes. I just can’t do that to her.
Hopefully, I’ll have a few more other pictures for you later, or I’ll give you the links to see more, specifically our group photo with The Harlot. I got to stand next to her. I even put my hand on her shoulder. Geek that I am. It was a great day, satisfying all around. You know the kind of day I mean, when you get to hang with your knitting peeps, having a rollicking good time, doing something together that you’ll look back fondly at and remember as that day we went to see The Harlot. Really good.
Still wondering what whale stomach has to do with anything? I have the modeled pictures of the Drop Stitch Lace Tank that I have been owing you for well over a month now. That’s where the whale stomach part comes in. I was going to withhold the pictures from you, but after teasing you about The Harlot’s arse, I thought I’d better give you something.
Drop Stitch Lace Tank sans whale stomach
Project: Drop Stitch Lace Tank from Fitted Knits by Stefanie Japel
Yarn: Brown Sheep Cotton Fleece in limelight, 2 skeins
Needles: Knit Picks Options US size 7 and 5
Start: June 2007
Finish: August 2007
I knitted this in the round and shortened the length. In hindsight, I wish I had extended the ribbing higher and shortened the drop stitch lace part. I split off for the neck half of a repeat before splitting for the armholes. I finished it off with single crochet around the neck, and left off buttons, as was my original plan. It’s a fun knit, especially if you’re doing it in the round. Mine definitely doesn’t have the va-va-voom of Carolyn’s
but I know that’s not the sweater’s fault. The cotton fleece was dreamy to work with; a great feel to the yarn but it has stretched out quite a bit, especially around the … ahem… mid section.
Whale Stomach dead ahead!