A finished object!!
So… I have a difficult relationship with lace. Even if the lace in question is decidedly easy.
We aren’t going to talk about the lovely Paton’s lace scarf that’s been sitting neglected in my stash since last summer. I got to the halfway point and was all like “Tiny yarn on tiny needles. Lace. Nope.” And stuffed it into the bin to hide my perfidy. I then proceeded to put stuff on top of it, but I know it’s there, looking reproachfully out of its little eyelets at me. I am unmoved. Lace is fiddly and annoying and I can’t do it while I read, and I was certifiably insane to think that I wanted a huge honking scarf’s worth of that kind of work. I will still probably finish it at some point, because unfinished things really bug me.
However, all that is neither here nor there. It’s just background, so that you will know how much I love Liz.
Because, for Liz, I knit lace. Observe.
Ignore my crappy cameraphone photography and LOOK AT THAT COLOR. That is devotion. I deeply fear orange, and I feel that salmon is much too close to orange for comfort. As is melon. I’m not sure which of those colors this is, but it is certainly in that family. And that, my ducky darlings, is a color I would only knit for a very few people. Liz, however, deserves it. She is a lovely friend, even though she wouldn’t let me take her picture because she didn’t think her hair looked good. I still love her.
That’s my “it’s not actually cold” face. It was, in fact, very cold out there. At least my neck was cozy.
Also in this one, my nose is warm.
The lace itself is pretty simple, with panels of lace separated by twisted rib (I hate twisted rib. Especially on tiny little bamboo needles.) but the result was so pretty I can’t even be mad. Liz has spent most of the last year in England, and this was supposed to be done last September as a goodbye gift >.< I am clearly a terrible friend, because she only got it back on a recent trip home, but she loved it just as much as I had hoped that she might. It looks fabulous on her, there’s a reason why she loves orange and I shun it like the plague. She is one of the few people who just look stunning in that color.
The pattern is Comfort Cowl, though it is modified. I added a lace repeat because I didn’t think it was wide and cozy enough in the yarn I chose, and I made it shorter so it would fit closely about the neck. The yarn I used was Debbie Bliss Angel, and I can’t say enough nice things about the yarn. The silk kept the mohair from getting scritchy, and it had the most beautiful halo. Also it was soft and fuzzy and cuddly and lovely in every way. I hope that when Liz wears it, in cold, rainy, foggy old England, that she will know how much I miss her. *snif* Because I really do. She’s coming back at the end of the summer and I am So. Excited.
So there you go! I have actually been knitting, just all sneakified. There’s another present that a certain person is owed that should hopefully be finished SOON, and then blogged as it is delivered, but you haven’t heard a whisper of that. Mwahahahahaha.