Shameless
Shamelessly pink, shamelessly lacy, shamelessly frilly. There is really nothing somber or serious or even respectable here. These mitts are nothing more than a confection. They are the knitting equivalent of marshmallows. They were cast on the minute the Olympics finished and completed in a few hours. I’ll turn my attention to more worthy things some time soon, but these were just the thing to make up for the uncharacteristic fidelity demonstrated during the Olympics.
These are adorable. And reminding me that I need some lace stitch dictionaries… or that book on designing lace, either way.
Time for a trip to the local Japanese bookstore, I guess!
Omg, I absolutely love these. I’ve been searching for the perfect mitts, I wish I’d come across these a little earlier to sign on to test them. Alas, I will anxiously await the pattern, Beautiful job, I love them.