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What I’ve been working on this week in between uploading Homestuck photos: Magneto, and knitting. The knitting isn’t for a costume, I’ve just spent way too much time on it (it’s the Echolaria, for any Ravelers reading). Things I want to hopefully get done in the next week or so:

-simple women’s kimono/yukata tutorial

-notes on sewing bodysuits

-new tumblr/personal blog theme (waaay overdue)

...Which I owed somnolentblue on the 15th. I guess I should have mentioned my problems with consequenceless deadlines, huh. As consolation, I found my gallery of X cookie photos?

Anyway! I actually have a lot of Feelings about socks which is probably somewhat eccentric and weird of me. As a kid, I hated socks. It probably didn't help that my parents bought like... bulk packs of those athletic tube socks which slide down into your shoe and feel horrible, but my feet wanted to be FREE! Even in sneakers and stuff which probably led to some kind of rank shoes.

At some point - I don't remember when - I changed my stance. My feet still desire freedom but that's why I wear sandals as many days of the year as I can. And walk on grass barefoot. Which may be why I have trouble fitting my feet into the toeboxes on women's shoes - toes are nice and spread-out. When I buy socks, I tend to get a bunch of pairs of the same style, in black, because black matches everything, I am extremely hard on socks (manual labor jobs yeaaaaaaah), and it reduces missing sock angst if you just have a pool of socks that all match. But deep down inside... I really like 'fun' socks. When Sock Dreams had a sale sometime back in the spring I bought like $90 of socks, mostly knee-high or OTK, and that was after harsh paring of my cart. Fun socks are little a little secret spark of joy to my day. With loose jeans and a t-shirt you can't tell I'm wearing over-the-knee rainbow-striped socks, but I know. A secret rebellion in my wardrobe. I would gleefully buy more except I wore holes in the heels of two pairs this month at work and I'm still crying inside over that.

Then there's the knitting side of things. Lots of people say 'oh, sock knitting is so addicting'. And I really really want to be one of those addicted sock knitters. EVEN MORE TYPES OF FUN AND FANCY SOCKS. But so far, the bug has not bitten me. I did one pair of sport-weight with afterthought toe and heel (and need to replace the heels on both ahahaha). I did one sock (um, mostly? I haven't bound it off yet) in fingering weight yarn on 1mm needles and... I was enjoying it up until I turned the heel. After that, it was all.... you mean I have to keep doing this simple pattern? On tiny needles? For like five inches? And it got put aside and kind of... prodded at until I deemed the cuff long enough and did ribbing, which needs to be bound off. And then the second sock, ughhhhh. It may be a matter of hitting the sweet spot of a patten that actually engages me the way my shawlettes engage me, I don't know.

Photos and descriptions behind the cut because I'm long-winded ;)

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