Is a finished knit really finished if you don't like it? I feel kind of guilty, after seeing all of the pentagons swirling around in the blogosphere, and having finished mine and thinking that it's going to go in that overflowing bag next to my stash of stuff I never wear (like Butterfly, Bad Penny, the Harry Potter scarf, and Festivus, just to name a few). But she is done, regardless of her final resting place.
I loved knitting this project. I really can't overstate that- something that finishes as it goes, is constructed in an interesting way, decreases across every RS row and it has cables. But it fits funny- mostly my fault, as I messed up one of the sleeves- and just doesn't feel like something I can wear and go. Knit with Knit Picks Andean Silk in Bluebell, approximately 9 skeins on US5, XS size.
I'm not throwing a pity party, though- all during the knitting of this, I read through Knitting Nature and even though I have yarn for three of the projects in there, I am dreaming about at least two others. This will not be my last Norah Gaughan piece.
Resurrected from the dead, I also have the Nordic Lights capelet from Wrap Style.
I know, I know, I said I was going to rip it, and it's not that I am opposed to ripping. What I am opposed to, however, is aforementioned ripping taking longer than the actual knitting. So it had been lolling in my second WIP place- our house is no McMansion, but a girl needs the timeout WIPs and the 'I might think about knitting on you right now so you'd better behave' WIPs. I was tired of stuffing this back in the pile, so I finished it up during the premiere of Rome (Titus, I will so have your illegitimate, everyone thinks it's Caesar's but is now disowned since he was killed and all baby any day). I feel a bit like a linebacker in it, but with the cooler weather this year, nip freezers can't be choosers.