Words… words just fail me. I finished Dayl’s pants, a long overdue Christmas present.These pants. They are so completely hideous, they transcend my previously held notions of nasty, and somehow seem to achieve their own inescapable not-quite-beauty. Like watching a train crash. In fact, that is what I am naming them. Train Wreck Pants.
One problem: the waistline was MASSIVE. I needed a drawstring. Well lucky for me, I had previously bought some extra-extra-extra long hunter-orange shoelaces; I still don’t know what I intended to do with them. I threaded it through, and there you have it. A purpose for the laces and a drawstring for the pants, if you can call them that.News! I’ll be away for my older brother’s wedding for the weekend, so it’ll be radio silence over here most likely. But, that doesn’t mean I won’t be knitting! I’ll have some nice new hat photos to share with you, and maybe some progress on BW’s mittens upon my return.