It’s true. I have a crush on someone. He knows it, too, and it makes him grin every time he looks at me.
One might wonder what, exactly, it takes for me to start crushing on someone. (Hint: it involves yarn.)
You see, for Christmas, a certain man we call Dad gifted me some yarn. A whole bunch of yarn. Skeins and skeins of it. A dozen, at least, in all different colours, weights, and fibres. One in particular was so wonderfully bright and cheerful and soft and lofty with just the most perfect amount of haze that it started making me smile before I even got it out of the package.
And then I cast on with it last week, on a gray and dull day, and my entire day was vastly improved within seconds.
Seriously. Look at those colours. How can anyone not end up totally crushing on a man who brings you yarn in those colours?
It’s Isaac Mizrahi Craft Sutton, and the colorway is Amsterdam. I love it. It’s amazing. Especially when modeled by The World’s Giggliest Knitwear Model while wearing a shirt that couldn’t clash more if it tried:
Isn’t she beautiful? I love that dimple. And that yarn. Ohhhh, that yarn!
I’ve been wearing the scarf all week. It’s just a simple little garter stitch scarf where you cast on until it looks wide enough and then knit row after row until you run out of yarn (I only had 2 skeins of it, after all), and then you wrap it around your neck and remember how very, very much you are in love with the man who gave you the yarn that is brightening your days as March rolls in.