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Badass or Total Dork?

I think many of us have fantasies about being somebody we aren’t, or certainly we did as children*. Whether ballerina, astronaut, or dinosaur, we all had make-pretend. My brother justified his toddler-biting-people phase with the explanation that he was a crocodile. Or maybe it was an alligator. My sister was a barnacle (an excuse to grab peoples’ legs) which I feel is a pretty unique and inventive identity for a child. I was more boring. I wanted to be a cat. At least, this was my dream for a long time until I realized they can’t see as many colors as people do. I suppose that says something about what’s important to me. Surprise! I like color! Also, this taught me that reading too much can have repercussions. Like destroying your dreams with the reality of science.

From there I moved on to more realistic goals. And by realistic, I mean that I at least imagined myself as human, or mostly anyways. Sorceress seemed a cool career goal, or warrior. They both seemed far more interesting than the “dictionary editor” a high school personality & career predictor survey suggested for me**. AwesomeE and I went as Valkyries for Halloween one year, with black velveteen capes, shield of black and silver (foamboard and paint), and swords (pretty sure these were bamboo…). I always knew these were fantasies though. I’m just not that cool. And nothing sufficiently strange to suggest hidden magical powers ever occurred.

I can’t entirely resist the desire to pretend just a little still though. And thus, I like to pretend that wearing my knitting belt around the house is cool, and makes me look like a badass. First of all, it’s leather and holds a tool. I’m fairly certain that leather tool belts bring about a certain level of cool. And rather like a sword belt and sheath, it holds a long sharp object. Sixteen inches of sharp, er, aluminum. Note to self: stick to “metal” in future descriptions. But my metal object is pointed at both ends. How many swords can claim that? And even better… I use it to MAKE things, rather than unmake them. It’s far harder to create than destroy. So that has to count for something as well.

Jaye in a black dress with a pink and purple shawlette wearing her knitting belt and standing in an overdramatic pose.

See? Total badass… or not. Who am I kidding? I’m a dork 🙂

But I’m a dork who has been making good progress on her new top! This is the first garment I’m making that’s not a front and back seamed together. It quickly became clear that I would need more than one needle (even at 16″) to hold all the stitches, but I’m still knitting back and forth rather than in the round. I found that I had to do something about the needles not in use flopping around in my lap, or worse, dragging down on my left hand when standing. I looked at a few youtube videos, and it seemed clear that when knitting in the round, the needles are all connected end-to-end and help stabilize each other. So I’m “sewing” the two open edges together with a simple basting stitch using the cast on tail. As you can see, this creates a closed triangle shape, or a (less rigid) square with the forth needle being used to make stitches.

Bright pink fingering weight yarn being knit into a top on long DPNs

Now I can go along at a decent pace. It helps me keep a consistent angle with my left needle (this is the one moving to create the stitch) and thus go more smoothly. I have several inches completed already, and am about half way down the top section in the pink. It’s going to be a badass top when it’s done. A badass top from colorways inspired by murder rabbits and zombie pets…


*I suspect most adults do too, we just don’t all admit it. At least, this is what I tell myself.

**As my spelling was atrocious during most of grade school, this seemed a particularly cruel joke of a recommendation as well as oddly specific