Showing posts with label bikini bottom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bikini bottom. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

Bikini Bottom - Complete


Pattern: Generic Toe-up Recipe with short row heel
Yarn: Cider Moon's Glacier in Bikini Bottom
Needles: US 2 Addi Turbo's Circular
Started: April 30, 2007
Finished: May 9, 2007
Notes: I need to give more attention to my short rows. Instead of nice tight wraps, I end up with something more like eyelets. Any tips? I'll take 'em.

Sorry, blogger/my computer was being funny about posting pictures, so only half the post was originally published. Here is the rest . . .

Last night there was a beautiful storm. Thunder booming, lighting crashing and loss of power! Why do I sleep so well during the storms, but if Boo-boo rolls over (in his bed, in his room) I jump awake? But I am getting off the subject. Now the air smells so clean and good that I took a short walk. Here is a photo of some peonies I saw along the way. These are my neighbors and are almost ready to bloom. Ants just love the buds right now. Isn't it funny that ants and peonies need one another, yet I don't need ants in my kitchen?

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Sand in my Swim Suit

When I go to the beach, I like to have a large blanket to lay on because of the sand. I curse that prickling irritation called sand. Rinse and rinse (by the way, there is no lady like way of doing this), yet those pesky grains still won't escape my suit. They irritate me, not in a hurting stabbing sort of way, but in a slight uncomfortable sort of way that is just enough to drive me batty. Not until I am home and showered do I feel better. Yet, I love the beach and go back again and again.

Well, I am getting that same pesky irritated feeling about knitting these socks. Some plain toe-up socks, which I mentioned here and here are currently on my needles. I really, really like the yarn. It is probably one of the softest and lightest yarns I have ever worked with. Don't really, really like the color I purchased (love it in the hank and photos). To me, bikini bottom should bring to mind summer, sun and a funny yellow sponge with tube socks on. Separately, the colors are bright and cheery. I like them. When knitted, this color way brings to my mind algae. I'm not loving the way the toe is cute and striped (with defined color changes), but the foot and leg colors become indistinct? Each color seems to blend into the next, blurring and morphing into something that is making me slightly uncomfortable. Sort of like when there is sand my swim suit I can't shower away. But I continue to knit . . . just like I keep going to the beach.

Cider Moon produces a wonderful product and I will snap their yarn up again. Did I mention how soft it is? Or how light it is for a sport weight yarn? Or how, after a few reviews of the photo, it can kinda grow on you? Please understand that this is really a rant about my poor color choice/taste, not the yarn.

Note to self: Leave the bikini bottom (and top . . . big girls and bikini's don't mix) in the drawer. I'm going to hit the shower.

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Bikini Bottom

I started Nancy Bush's Friday Harbor sock from Knitting on the Road using the yarn purchased here. A lace pattern was not my best choice for this yarn, as the colors got muddled and unpleasing to my eye. Ripping what was started, I requested a do-over. After a short search for another pattern, a decision was made that this yarn should be a simple toe-up sock. My opinion is it will allow the colors to speak for them selves.

My dream: To wear a bikini on my world-class, rock hard body (even after two babies) and prance down the beach, hair blowing in the breeze, and turning heads.

My reality: Slug all the gear for two kids in my confining maillot with conservative cover-up through burning sand while hopping from foot to foot. All the while, yelling for kids to slow down, put on sun screen, don't go in the water yet, etc. Instead of hair blowing gloriously in breeze, my flabby arms would be jiggling from the hopping. Sure heads would turn . . . to hide their amusement and laughter.

Oh well, a girl can dream . . .