Conquering my fear of making socks. Really. The pattern:
Vogue Knitting, Fall 2006, "Flow Motion/Lace Socks"The yarn:
I'm not sure. I bought it at my LYS a year ago when I thought I would try to make socks then. Somewhere along the line the label got chewed on by one of our cats, sooooo...The story
: Because you know there has to be a story about this, right? When I learned how to knit on two circulars thanks to my obsessive desire to make Knitty's "Fetching", the next logical step was for me to suck it up and cast on for socks. The problem was, what kind of socks did I want to make? To be honest, every sock pattern I saw was kind of boring, and I'm not a kind of boring knitting person. A few weeks ago I found the current issue of Vogue Knitting and it was a Sign From the Knitting Gods. The issue not only had articles about socks including the history of Elizabethan silk socks (which is a big deal to me, being a Renaissance Faire person) but also had a whole section of sock designs! At about 9pm on September 19th (2006, I swear!) I cast on to make socks.
I immediately recognized that socks were about to be the most mind-numbing small-guage project I had ever done. No offense intended to sock lovers, but after 3 hours and about 3 inches of toe I was ready to frog it all and continue to buy socks. I persevered though, and a few days later I had a sock! I told my husband that I had proven to myself that I could make a sock, and this could be the halfway-finished project in which I made the requisite sock. I was done. Then my husband did something truly evil.
He picked up the finished sock, checked it out completely, complimented me on my small guage work, and said something about so much work going into a sock that would have a hole worn through it.
As many knitters know, the compliment-combined-with-practicality-an
d-disparagement technique translates to fighting words. So I picked up the needles and cast on for the mate. Making the second sock went faster, as I had already puzzled my way through the design the first time through and knew where my mistakes had been made and re-done the first time. And I'm really decent at lace.
When I initially despaired about finishing even ONE sock, a friend posted to my journal that she wasnt surprised that I went all out. I didn't realize that lace would be so unwise as a first-timer sock pattern. Oy vey.
Anyway, on to the sock pictures, which really do look better in person than in pictures. Sigh. ( Collapse )
Okay. I made socks. Would I do it again? Probably, but I no longer have this thing of "proving" myself past a knitter's milestone. :p Thanks for looking!
Cross-posted to my journal and to knitting