I just finished knitting Tudora from the most recent issue of Knitty. I tried it on, admired its elegant silhouette in the mirror before descending to the Room of Manliness where Andy was on the computer.
“What do you think?” I asked.
“It’s good,” he answered, indicating the bowl of stew next to him.
“No. Not that, I mean thanks, but…” I preened a bit, fluttering my eyelashes and waving a hand near my throat.
“Oh.” He blinked. “You made a neck-thingie.”
“It’s got a big button. And it’s kind of crooked.”
“It’s supposed to be reminiscent of the Elizabethan collars from way back; you know, sort of haughty and stylish, but with a modern touch?”
“It looks like something those guys from Clockwork Orange would wear.”
“—” (He receives a small frown in the frosty silence.)
“What? Well, I think it does!”
“Some things are obviously too sophisticated for you. Har-umph.”
Photos tomorrow, as there is no good light this evening.