Scary Monsters; superFREAKS
Behold a Ghost from Workpile Past
(those of you younger than 12, leave the room now):
OH how I want to put this on and wear it today but ALAS! it is about 5 sizes too big for me. It is like my very own Personal Mobile Home/Tent. Indeed, I followed the pattern. Indeed, I blocked and seamed and MOST OF ALL, I swallowed my own pride and I admit it, I Knit INTARSIA!!!
Why the pattern makers of the day (Rowan #3) thought a 50″ circumference for a size Medium was the standard is perhaps the Scariest of ALL! But scarier still? No, not those drop shoulder seams guarenteed to give about a pound of bunch under the arms. No. Not the ginourmous width of the sleeves. But this: not once did the measuring tape pass through my hands! Not once did the thing get eyeballed for scale. I just blithely ran down the Rosy Path to Ruin.
And it took 12 years.
I started it, got about 3/4’s of the way through than left it up at my Mom’s because the thought of weaving in all those ends was driving me INSANE. I gave her a bunch of yarn to distribute to her friends because I had a surplus from my Divorce. [What, you didn’t get a huge stash when you got divorced? Oops. I must’ve been self-medicating with Those Fiber Capsules (erm, skeins) we all know and love so well.]
Years (and years) later while rousting about her spare room, I found it.
And more importantly, I was nutz enough to finish it.
I have to admit, I love those big birds! And the Buttons! Any ideas on what to do with this? I am going to recycle the collar –
This was a substitution from the collar as given in the pattern and took a long time to make.
You could call it Old School Fun Fur: it’s individual *fingers* of yarn that makes a rasta salad of a fabric that just deserves to be on something else –