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I finally got around to finding my ball of Boku scraps and adding some thumbs to the fingerless Hyphening mitts I was making for my friend Ken back in November, when I visited him in New York! I was dashing (Ha! ha! that is a Pune, or a Play on Words) to finish these for him as a thank-you gift for letting me stay at his place. I misread the amount of yarn called for in the pattern, brought only 1 skein of yarn, and thus ran out of yarn before I got to the thumbs, so I ended up giving him a 3-D drawing pad instead. But he’s quitting his Corporate Suit job soon and taking up a new, thrilling, idealistic, creative job at a nonprofit, so I thought it would be a good congratulations-on-the-new-job present instead.

Pattern: Dashing, by Cheryl Niamath, from Knitty Spring 2007

Size made: the larger size

Yarn used: Plymouth Boku, one skein and a tiny bit more, colorway 4 (brown, purple, green, yellow)

Needles used: US size 7/4.5 mm circs for the main part of the mitts; US size 6/4.0 mm DPNs for the thumbs

Date started: 11/28/07, on the airport shuttle on my way to the airport; finished knitting by 11/29/07 (it took about 3.5 or 4 hours per mitt), but had run out of yarn and put these in hibernation for a couple of months

Date finished: 2/18/08

Mods:First of all, I made these much shorter than the pattern called for–hyphens instead of dashes–bound them off after the 15th row after the last cable twist.

When I resurrected the project tonight, I inserted afterthought thumbs: snipped a single stitch on each mitt about 2.5” down from the top edge, and unraveled to either side until I had 5 sts above the hole and 5 stitches below. I put these live stitches on DPNs, then picked up an additional 3 sts on each side of the hole for 16 sts total. I knit 1 round, then worked the thumb in 1×1 rib for a total of 9 rounds, and bound off with a suspended 1×1 rib bindoff. Easy as pie, and it took probably half an hour.

Notes: The mitts are pretty loose-fitting on me, but probably will work well for my friend, assuming he doesn’t have tiny, skinny, bird-boned hands. Because I don’t have a professional photography setup, these pictures were taken with flash and look terrible.




Also, I added a couple more things to that bearded hat that make it even more amazing.

First of all, I added some ties to the back, to keep it fitting snugly around the neck:

Then I thought about what I would want if I had a beard of my very own, and I said to myself, Well, I would want to store things in it. That’s what I would want. So I added a little pocket to the inside of the beard, with a button flap, so now Rahul or I can hide little treasures in the beard. If we lived in Boston or Hong Kong or another place with RFID-based public transit cards, I could put my Charlie Card or Octopus Card or whatever in the beard and just casually wave my chin over the sensor as I went by, like the Subway Knitter’s mittens, but with more panache.
Here it is with a cell phone inside:

And open:

And buttoned closed:

I have not yet extracted any promises from Rahul regarding his wearing this hat in public, but he did go and look at himself in the mirror for a while and adjust his mustache (he prefers a narrower mustache, with the bottom edge folded up) and then announce that he wanted to grow a big gray beard himself.

Here he is, working on a marketing assignment about cereal.

Here’s how I added those modifications:

Ties: At about 5.5” back from each side of the beard, at the lower edge of the cap, I picked up 6 sts with the yarn single-stranded on a size 6 DPN and knit an 8.5” tie in 1×1 rib, slipping the last st of each row and knitting the first st.

Pocket: Cast on 15 sts single-stranded on size 6 DPNs. Work in half-linen st for 3.5” (3” wide), knitting the first WS row instead of purling to create a ridge at the top of the pocket. Bind off.

Pocket flap: CO 15 sts single-stranded on size 6 DPNs with long-tail cast-on. Work 7 rows half-linen st, ending w/WS row. Work 6 or 7 sts (last st s/b k), yo, k2tog, work to end. work 1 row even. k1, ssk, work to last 3 sts, k2tog, k1. p1, p2tog, work to last 3 sts, ssp, p1. k1, ssk, work to last 3 sts, k2tog, k1. BO all sts. Use yarn tail to buttonhole-stitch around the edges of the buttonhole to tidy it up.

Sew the pocket in place, then sew the pocket flap directly above it. (I used the yarn tails to do the sewing, and just whipstitched around the edges, being careful not to pull too tight.) Sew button to pocket in location corresponding to pocket flap buttonhole.

I knitted the pocket pieces separately and sewed them on because I wanted them to be as invisible as possible from the outside, and I thought picking up stitches would be more visible. I used half-linen stitch because it doesn’t have a lot of stretch, and I thought it would make for a more stable and strong pocket.

Half-linen stitch is:

Rows 1 and 3 (WS): purl

Row 2: *k1, sl1 wyif* across

Row 4: *sl1 wyif, k1* across

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It’s the official truth. I have a pathological dislike for frogging.

I had this bright idea that I would make the friend I’m staying with a pair of Dashing mitts as a thank-you present, to be given to him by Saturday. So as I was on my way out the door, I grabbed a skein of Boku and the pattern.

I realized after having knit 80% of the first mitt that I had misread the yarn requirements. It requires 82 yards to make one mitt. Not the pair, as I had somehow assumed in my rush to get out the door. I hadn’t made a thumb yet; I bound off right away, a good 27 rows short of the length in the pattern, and figured I’d do an afterthought thumb later on.

I remembered the little note in the Fetching pattern about how they took 1 skein of Debbie Bliss Cashmerino Aran to make, and somehow thought the Dashing would take about the same amount of yarn or less… despite being 9.75″ long…?

I managed to knit the other mitt (also thumbless) to the same size. Then I rolled up the remaining yarn into two equal balls, knit one thumb, and then realized that the amount of yarn I had would only knit a thumb about 1/4″ long.

My knitting notions bag has tons of scraps of leftover yarn in it that I could have used to stretch the yardage. Unfortunately, since I only brought carry-on luggage with me this time, I left my knitting bag at home, and only have a skein of angora with me as my second project–no help there for a Manly Project such as this.

I’m not sure what I should do…
1) Leave mitts as is, claim they are simply fashionable arm-warmers and do not require a thumb
2) Make an afterthought buttonhole and have fingerless, thumbless mitts like the ones from Last Minute Knitted Gifts
3) Rip a few rows to reclaim yarn and then perform afterthought thumb surgery
4) Rip the project out entirely and make a one-skein hat
5) Buy friend a bottle of wine instead

I hate to rip out my cute cables! Le sigh… bedtime now, and I’ll panic about it tomorrow.

So far my New York adventures consist of having a Pinkberry yogurt. I don’t see what all the fuss is about. It just tastes like yogurt. Also, I think it gave me a stomachache.

I also had Korean food for dinner–bibim bap in a stone bowl. The waitress saw me starting to eat without putting the bibim bap sauce on it, chastised me, grabbed the bottle and squirted sauce all over my meal and stirred thoroughly till my bibim bap was blended to her satisfaction. I was faintly appalled.

Also: New Yorkers dress too well, particularly around the feet. The standards are set impossibly high. I wore a pair of nice boots, but they’re hell on the feet. I suggested to my boyfriend that I might wear sneakers to the office tomorrow (I’m visiting a different office, with different company culture, for the first time), and he recoiled in horror and informed me that to do so would be a terrible fashion faux pas, and that furthermore I would not be let into any decent restaurants were I to wear sneakers. I couldn’t remember what my coworkers were wearing. My feet are cramping just at the thought of having to wear my boots again tomorrow–and I didn’t even walk very far, probably only about a mile total.

It stands in stark contrast to Thailand, where everyone appears to wear whatever the hell they want on their feet, because the polite thing is to take off your shoes inside anyway. I distinctly remember standing in the Bangkok subway looking around at a car full of impeccably dressed Thai business people wearing flip-flops under their Brooks Brothers suits.

(Which reminds me. One final note. For the first time, I got a good look at the Brooks Brothers logo in the airport today. Was everyone else in the world but me aware that it consists of a sheep being airlifted by ribbons dangling from a Christmas wreath? Somehow I always associated their brand with dignity and class, not Quiznos-style animal tomfoolery.)