So here it is, Halloween, and we got about half an inch of snow Saturday in the first snowfall of the season. I can't decide why I'm not as giddy about that as I usually am, loving winter as much as I do, but in a desperate attempt to hang on to the last vestiges of summer/fall, I present:
The Diary of a "F"'ed up Summer knit, starring one VERY large cotton tank:
This week's guest star: Betty the Body.
That's Josie prowling around back there. The body suit freaks her out pretty good. This was just after she spent several minutes crouched in the corner growling at it, but before she attacked it. Leon, on the other hand, is entirely unphased by Betty. If you don't have arms to hold him, a lap for him to sit on, or hands to feed/pet him, you pretty much don't exist in his world.
Getting back to the main story, though, Betty is my body-double and does all the stand-in's for unpleasant fitting tasks, protecting me from stray pins and boredom. Here's what she looks like in the cotton tank:
This just barely gives you the idea of it's size by showing how it just hangs there on her like a big grocery sack. From the side, she looks about 8 months pregnant because of the way this thing 'tents' out in front. Here, see for yourself:
And then there's this one:
Even with me holding the side out like this, it's difficult to illustrate just exactly how large this freaking thing is. I kid you not, there's about 4 INCHES of extra fabric in places. The only good way to show this, I think, is to show you the basted version:
The red yarn is just about where I think the seams SHOULD be. For scale, know that at the armpit, that yarn is 1 3/4 inches in from the edge of the knitting. One would think that my addiction to swatching would have protected me from this outcome, but alas, as so many before me have pointed out, swatches lie. They do, the cheating bastards. There were so very many ways in which I did not follow Claudia's Top Ten , starting right off the bat with #10. I would have done well to heed #7 too, because I knew something seemed 'off', but since the majority of this tank was knitted either in a car or on a plane over a long road trip, well (hence the failure to follow #10), I just ignored it. The knitting gods, you see, they have no mercy if one flagrantly flaunts the rules.
My plan this evening is to grab myself a bottle of wine and some leftover candy (the best part about Halloween), and then introduce this little twerp of a tank top to...you guessed it...the sewing machine. I've never done this sort of thing before, this taking a machine to my knits, and it's freaking me out a little. But there's no way I'm ever going to rip and re-knit this cotton, especially after the pain the cotton caused me, so a sewing machine and some scissors it is.
Does anyone have any technique advice they want to share?