Falling back in love

As far as knitting experiences go, my Tangled Yoke was among the best. It was well designed, the yarn was perfect, the fun part was saved for the end so I actually chugged through miles of pretty boring garter rib and stockinette so that I could tangle the yoke. There were some frustrations - like the metal DPNs I inherited from my grandmother were technically the same size but were so heavy that they pulled the gauge off by almost a stitch per inch.

Nothing was so frustrating, however, as the second wearing of the sweater. The button bands were curling and the outer edges were growing. The neck, anchored by a folded-over rib and three-needle bind off, was growing and looking awful. I didn't document the finished sweater much because it hurt to see how far it had drifted from the adored project it had been,

No longer.

I took it to Britex Fabrics, to the ribbon wall. I found three yards of grosgrain ribbon in a color that looked amazing and unexpected. I then dropped the sweater and the ribbon off at a tailor near my work and begged them to take good care. They did.

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I'm back in love The neck sits just where it should. The  buttons don't threaten to pull the whole thing out of shape.

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There's a cheerful band of purple when the wind flips the corners back.
I'm inspired to take on yet another frustration. A lace sweater I made my ma that is six inches too short. Oy.

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I need to perform a little surgery here to add lendgh to the bottom. I'll be plopping a couple more pattern repeats between the ribbing and the first lace repeat. Hope I can get gauge.

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