My grandmother would be so proud, even when I go to the thrift store, I wait until things are on sale. My last trip produced some great practical items as well as some that are just fun. First off, I rescued another pair of handmade socks. These ones fit me!
I’m guessing these were made as a gift, because what knitter would discard a perfectly good pair of handmade socks. (Even an OCD knitter could live with the slightly loose eyelet ribbing). James said it’s too bad I can’t thank the person who knit these (as well as the ungrateful wretch who discarded them), but I’m sending appropriate thoughts their way.
Ok, you’ve never known me to be a lover of intarsia, right? But for some reason, this next sweater really appealed to my innate love of eighties fashion and I just couldn’t resist.
It fits me in that oversized 1980s way, and when I do get bored of it, I can felt it into a strange pillow (the back of the sweater shows the back of the monocled guy’s head) because it’s 100% wool. James wished this one was a little bit bigger because he loves to wear wool to bike in on cold days, and he was sure he would not be missed by cars in it.