My galfriend says it looks more like a bag. What does she know? And by 7pm, while I am on the train (yes, I am a BIG believer of KIP1), I casted it off.
This is how crumply lace looks like. I wonder how others manage their artistic shots.
I should have been happy but I wasn't. When I got home, I tried it on and found it a tad too small for my liking. So what does a gal have to do? Rip back and add more rounds, of course!
Just picture a woman with glazed eyes, looking maddeningly intense, frantically unravelling her work. No lifelines, no coffee, nothing. In less than 15 minutes, I got to where I wanted to be. And having fun working out the next steps.
I am not sure which is more cruel:
1. KIP = knitting in public