Tuesday, December 2, 2008

I have the browns

Over the weekend, I decided it was time to break down and buy a new winter coat. I've had the old one for at least ten years. I even had it re-lined a couple of years ago to make it last one more season and stretched that into two. But it was looking pretty tired. I figured what with all the sales, the holiday weekend would be a good time to pick one up. The new coat is a beautiful, deep, chocolate brown.

In the past, most of my coats have been black. Chocolate is a departure for me. I know it's cliche, but there is something about living in big cities that makes people gravitate towards black. It may be silly, but it's true.

There's the old saw you hear every year about some color or another being the new black. Ridiculous. Olive is not the new black. Grey is not the new black. Brown is not the new black. Black is black. There's nothing new about it.

But, then I looked at my knitting basket. There was brown everywhere. My February Lady is Chocolate Green Line Worsted. The second iteration of it is coming along nicely, don't you think?

I'm pleased with how far along I am. I've done about 16 inches and I'll want it to be 24 or so. Then the sleeves. I'll likely make this a long sleeved sweater instead of three quarter. More on that a little further down.

Here is a pile of yarn that is destined to be accessories for my new coat. I'm thinking these will be some kind of color work hat and mittens.

Not the Entomology set that Sam just finished, but something of that ilk. Maybe Mary Ann Stephens' Postwar Mittens in the current Twist Collective. I'm intrigued by the color work right now. Time to dive in.

Last are two skeins that I picked up at the salon the last time I got my hair cut. These are from the alpaca farm that is owned by the same guys who own the salon. I made a scaruffle last year from yarn I got from them. That yarn was spun from the fiber of an alpaca named Pinto Bean. I don't know the name of this years donor. It wasn't marked on the skein and no one that was there that day knew. I'll find out next time I'm in for a trim.

It's an interesting two ply and I have about 20 ounces of it. I'd like to do some kind of sweater. I'm kind of fussy about wanting long sleeves. Growing up as a six foot tall teenager, I had countless blouses and sweaters with sleeves that were too short. I know three quarter sleeves are all the rage, but somehow they just don't seem right. They make all those horrible memories of standing awkwardly in the lunchroom with my tray searching for a friendly face come rushing back.

I bought all they had of this yarn but now that I'm taking a good look at it, I don't think that there's going to be anywhere near enough. There was some other stuff that would coordinate nicely. Maybe some stripes or something. I think I'll head back over this evening and see if there's anything that will fit the bill.

1 comment:

Sel and Poivre said...

I can so relate to your issue with 3/4 sleeves - they are just too tainted with bad memories for me to ever feel "fashionable".