<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518</id><updated>2011-07-28T07:11:35.267-07:00</updated><category term='sencha'/><category term='Quilted Camisole'/><category term='Calla'/><category term='croquis'/><category term='homework'/><category term='sunset'/><category term='dessert'/><category term='lemon tart'/><category term='Ballet Tee'/><category term='IK Spring 06'/><category term='portland'/><category term='design'/><category term='Pomatomus'/><category term='Loop-d-Loop'/><category term='school'/><category term='VK Spring/Summer 2006'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='cars'/><category term='sketching'/><category term='highway'/><category term='Prairie Tunic'/><title type='text'>Neglected</title><subtitle type='html'>I won't spend much time adding entries to this.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-8869932643282919561</id><published>2009-08-23T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:19:19.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In which I am not deaf or stressed, actually.</title><content type='html'>As the good and almighty internet advised me, my ear was healed of its own accord within the span of a month. Unfortunately, this healing time encompassed finals week and half of summer break. The other half was dedicated to completing my finals, which were successfully submitted two days before the beginning of this term. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lest it sound as though my life has been naught but sorrow and tribulation of late, I will reveal to you my newly rediscovered sense of relaxation, brought on by the necessity of convalescence and the decision to reduce my course load from fifteen to nine credits, both for the sake of my mental state and my educational fund, which has been placed in a money market account for the duration of the recession. It is safe, but not earning interest. Logic tells us that by not using up my resources as quickly as I have been I will have more remaining to re-invest once the stock market takes a turn for the less horrifying. Other benefits of this decision include fingernails-a detail directly indicative of my stress level-and the ability to dedicate plenty of time to my tutoring job, as well as small commission knitting projects, all of which make my bank account less frightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHsa_9SbnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ayZht8DrHLU/s1600-h/sketchbook1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHsa_9SbnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ayZht8DrHLU/s320/sketchbook1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373335779018960498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this is sketchbook, not projects. For the sake of my portfolio class I have been scanning in many of my projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHufUY5xFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/SNOchP1rFQI/s1600-h/sketchbook8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHufUY5xFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/SNOchP1rFQI/s320/sketchbook8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373338052246226002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHuCrq0JVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BN3YlI0gI8w/s1600-h/sketchbook7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHuCrq0JVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BN3YlI0gI8w/s320/sketchbook7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373337560279164242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHt5UP2j8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BsWmUE8M7Mo/s1600-h/sketchbook6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHt5UP2j8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BsWmUE8M7Mo/s320/sketchbook6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373337399373238210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHtsv8GteI/AAAAAAAAAJs/BOqK6YJen1s/s1600-h/sketchbook5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHtsv8GteI/AAAAAAAAAJs/BOqK6YJen1s/s320/sketchbook5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373337183468303842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHtjWzfYiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/f0Smb4FfNjc/s1600-h/sketchbook4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHtjWzfYiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/f0Smb4FfNjc/s320/sketchbook4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373337022102463010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHta_jHL6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/T1Gmcf-1sds/s1600-h/sketchbook3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHta_jHL6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/T1Gmcf-1sds/s320/sketchbook3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373336878420799394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHtLgGn9GI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ss2N8K9Tj9M/s1600-h/sketchbook2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHtLgGn9GI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ss2N8K9Tj9M/s320/sketchbook2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373336612281775202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are much neater if you see the theme/mood collages that inspired them, but I felt that scanning them was less important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, my two final projects from last term. I had more than two, obviously, but you are very much not interested in seeing technical flats or spec packages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpH4YCTXzdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OxelhneyUls/s1600-h/softenedstructure1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpH4YCTXzdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OxelhneyUls/s320/softenedstructure1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373348922248383954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpH33tWRwzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Zzwx-SUi2X0/s1600-h/softenedstructure_2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpH33tWRwzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Zzwx-SUi2X0/s320/softenedstructure_2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373348366867612466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpH3G2utsHI/AAAAAAAAAKc/491N8CmufHs/s1600-h/softenedstructure_3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpH3G2utsHI/AAAAAAAAAKc/491N8CmufHs/s320/softenedstructure_3.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373347527572435058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I don't have the second project with me, but I swear it will uploaded sometime within the next few months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-8869932643282919561?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8869932643282919561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=8869932643282919561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/8869932643282919561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/8869932643282919561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-which-i-am-not-deaf-or-stressed.html' title='In which I am not deaf or stressed, actually.'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SpHsa_9SbnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ayZht8DrHLU/s72-c/sketchbook1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-5962629082442842638</id><published>2009-06-20T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:16:46.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want My Ear Back</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday I woke up with labyrinthitis. I'm getting better at compensating for the vertigo, but it would be really nice if my hearing came back sometime before the next term starts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-5962629082442842638?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5962629082442842638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=5962629082442842638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/5962629082442842638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/5962629082442842638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-my-ear-back.html' title='I Want My Ear Back'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-8013433721898975135</id><published>2009-05-27T16:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:09:47.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, Pi. I have better stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3TkF8V6XI/AAAAAAAAAHM/r6V4ATjkijk/s1600-h/ad269_final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3TkF8V6XI/AAAAAAAAAHM/r6V4ATjkijk/s320/ad269_final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340657350155299186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to break out of my autumnal comfort zone. The fabrics chosen for this collection were all natural fibers and easy care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3UYxxPfxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mirZn-Ec9aw/s1600-h/JuniperSheldon_cb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3UYxxPfxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mirZn-Ec9aw/s320/JuniperSheldon_cb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340658255273099026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concept board and mini-collection based on an assigned theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3XpsNFKMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uA_8rFhQvSY/s1600-h/JuniperSheldon_ensembles.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3XpsNFKMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uA_8rFhQvSY/s320/JuniperSheldon_ensembles.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340661844371908802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3YmB1DdOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/46SZehppUX0/s1600-h/JuniperSheldon_final1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3YmB1DdOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/46SZehppUX0/s320/JuniperSheldon_final1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340662880968864994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concept board with illustrations, technical flats, and material swatches. This was my final project for a digital apparel presentation course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3ZypL9ZCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-GNJnAU3lmE/s1600-h/final2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3ZypL9ZCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-GNJnAU3lmE/s320/final2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340664197203977250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3aZquuzNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-Xi1L11RJak/s1600-h/final3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3aZquuzNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-Xi1L11RJak/s320/final3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340664867633155282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3c1lGR9KI/AAAAAAAAAIM/DMhnj5RWGwQ/s1600-h/marisa_final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3c1lGR9KI/AAAAAAAAAIM/DMhnj5RWGwQ/s320/marisa_final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340667546180908194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final collection for a concept and development class. This project was inspired by my brother's girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3d7fkeUmI/AAAAAAAAAIU/yu0rfUAEAL0/s1600-h/Sheldon_project2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3d7fkeUmI/AAAAAAAAAIU/yu0rfUAEAL0/s320/Sheldon_project2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340668747287777890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;I'm in a digital print design course right now, so I have lots of prints. This one is meant to be inspired by Lotta Jansdotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3folGXhMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3NiadPdOO4U/s1600-h/Sheldon_project1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3folGXhMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3NiadPdOO4U/s320/Sheldon_project1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340670621377856706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3faN6sK6I/AAAAAAAAAIk/gidffiBfUe0/s1600-h/Sheldon_project1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3faN6sK6I/AAAAAAAAAIk/gidffiBfUe0/s320/Sheldon_project1b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340670374636694434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This started out by making one of those fold-and-cut paper snowflake things. I then had to develop a color story from an image of my choice and design 3 companion prints. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3hWdVqZfI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1GyCSx6lES0/s1600-h/Juniper_project3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3hWdVqZfI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1GyCSx6lES0/s320/Juniper_project3b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340672509080135154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3hQ0AG5wI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OKPkmv_XueU/s1600-h/Juniper_project3c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3hQ0AG5wI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OKPkmv_XueU/s320/Juniper_project3c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340672412084528898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This collection of prints is inspired by Orla Kiely. I'm told my little tree motif looks quite a bit like an alien, but her designs are abstract, so I'm claiming that mine is as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3ggVtHVbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Jj3a1jWgQ7U/s1600-h/Juniper_project3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3ggVtHVbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Jj3a1jWgQ7U/s320/Juniper_project3d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340671579318080946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's quite a bit more, including things I'd have to scan in, but I have to go to class now (wheee outsourcing 353 &gt;_&lt;). I'll post the rest when I get back. Also, I apologize for the janky formatting. Blogger wants to hate on my face today, it seems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-8013433721898975135?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8013433721898975135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=8013433721898975135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/8013433721898975135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/8013433721898975135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/seriously-pi-i-have-better-stuff.html' title='Seriously, Pi. I have better stuff.'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/Sh3TkF8V6XI/AAAAAAAAAHM/r6V4ATjkijk/s72-c/ad269_final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-8286516136199495320</id><published>2008-12-04T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:06:33.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Should Be Sketching</title><content type='html'>I'm procrastinating instead. On the upside, my Pandora stations are becoming very well-groomed. I'd vow once more to document and post my projects, but we all know how useful such a promise is when there are less than two weeks left in the term.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-8286516136199495320?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8286516136199495320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=8286516136199495320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/8286516136199495320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/8286516136199495320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-should-be-sketching.html' title='I Should Be Sketching'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-1142370443595567067</id><published>2008-06-12T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T18:42:16.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='croquis'/><title type='text'>In Which I Offer Proof that I Have, in Fact, Been Making Things.</title><content type='html'>BEHOLD! My ridiculously expensive education is actually doing something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHC9n-lSdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/tK6my8mmxTI/s1600-h/pvc_wk4_assignment3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHC9n-lSdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/tK6my8mmxTI/s320/pvc_wk4_assignment3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211160607803656658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from last term. It's a digital rendition of a small art piece I did way back in high school. I think the assignment was something to do with showing depth by using the principles of design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHGpiS9VXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/s4Hv6Z-n2mQ/s1600-h/sheldonJuniper_project6_businesscard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHGpiS9VXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/s4Hv6Z-n2mQ/s320/sheldonJuniper_project6_businesscard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211164660727633266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also from last term. One of my assignments was to design a logo and matching set of collateral for a fictional business. Please note that my instructor, not I, selected the company name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHDz7TcnMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ChhtMzmnKVk/s1600-h/swimgirls1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHDz7TcnMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ChhtMzmnKVk/s320/swimgirls1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211161540704378050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHDz5uABoI/AAAAAAAAADs/9FapojUbyzE/s1600-h/stylesheet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHDz5uABoI/AAAAAAAAADs/9FapojUbyzE/s320/stylesheet1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211161540278879874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is less impressive unless you've seen my first attempts at fashion figures. I'll scan the whole sorry progression in for you, but it will have to wait until I can bring myself to go back to school. My scanner has taken a turn for the craptacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHD0WgJ4KI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pff-AeVuflU/s1600-h/swimgirls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHD0WgJ4KI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pff-AeVuflU/s320/swimgirls2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211161548005433506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHFjueoEmI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KzKuW6Faic8/s1600-h/swimgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHFjueoEmI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KzKuW6Faic8/s320/swimgirls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211163461406954082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went from a layout of 3 basic croquis (those alone took me 8 weeks to learn how to draw) to creating a customer profile to designing a line of 10 swimsuits for said customer to creating a stylesheet from the 6 best swimsuit designs. For my final I then had to select one of my designs (or create an entirely different one for that same consumer, but why bother?), draw it in 3 different views on the aforementioned croquis, accessorize it, ink the line drawings and accompanying flats, add a cohesive grounding device, accurately shade and colour the figures, and enlarge the whole shebang onto a nice, clean sheet of bristol board. Mine actually turned out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; nicely, despite the fact that it wasn't nearly as colourful as those produced by my classmates. If you're interested, the inspiration for this was an ad I found at the beginning of the term featuring Cate Blanchette in a leather aviator cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an A on both my final and for the whole class, despite the instructor's first session speech about not expecting to get an A. She also made it very clear that she didn't think hard work was enough to net us a decent grade and that she only gave out As to students who produced work of which she was envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This teacher made me cry on 4 separate occasions. However, I miraculously managed to produce work that was to her standards, if not quite up to mine and consistently earn As on my weekly assignments. I'm still not sure how this happened, but I refuse to question it any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHDzTq2lOI/AAAAAAAAADk/36Ce2Eiekrk/s1600-h/print_ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHDzTq2lOI/AAAAAAAAADk/36Ce2Eiekrk/s320/print_ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211161530065130722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A print ad I designed as part of my Intro to Apparel Design final project. Basically, my partner and I had to go through the entire pre-production half of the apparel design process, creating a series of presentation boards to illustrate our progress. I could take pictures of all our boards, but, well, they currently reside at school. My partner and I were unsure as to what we would do with them were they to end up at either of our homes, so we left them behind as an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHDzAN8G8I/AAAAAAAAADc/HKg4iQnZwrA/s1600-h/ad228_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHDzAN8G8I/AAAAAAAAADc/HKg4iQnZwrA/s320/ad228_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211161524843584450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHC_6eE6zI/AAAAAAAAADU/ugbJ3ezX-2I/s1600-h/collection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHC_6eE6zI/AAAAAAAAADU/ugbJ3ezX-2I/s320/collection.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211160647127329586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Line drawing and finished version of the mini-collection we had to design for the aforementioned large final project. I officially want to produce about 2/3 of that collection, especially the dress. You can't see it at this resolution, but that's a faux wrap dress in bias-cut pinstripe suiting, fully lined in cranberry cotton/silk sateen. It also has a line of tiny black shank buttons running from the top of the faux wrap to the hem. It is completely machine-washable. I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of wanting my designs, this is becoming something of a problem. I'm finding that each week I design, at the very least, one thing that I desperately want to fabricate. This is fantastic in the sense that I apparently never run out of salable design ideas, but completely frustrating in that I don't have the time or depth of skill required to make most of them. One of my goals for this month-long break is to create at least one or two of my designs, if only to supplement my own wardrobe, but necessity dictates that they be simpler than the ones I like most. When I have a chance to totally exploit the scanner at school I'll be sure to scan in large portions of my sketchbook so you can see exactly which ones I'm referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of supplementing my wardrobe (I am segue master), I've actually made a few things that served dual purposes of fulfilling apparel construction project requirements &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; beefing up my wardrobe. My favourite by far is a pair of cropped trousers that are, well, I'll take a picture of them for you, along with my pajama pants, skirt, and apron. The apron I never actually use, but it's still awesome. I gave it lapels. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been knitting a little bit too, so again: I'll take pictures. I think this was enough of an image dose for the time being, but you have my solemn vow that one of my other summer break goals is to upload images of all the relevant work I've done since I got back into school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-1142370443595567067?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1142370443595567067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=1142370443595567067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/1142370443595567067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/1142370443595567067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-which-i-offer-proof-that-i-have-in.html' title='In Which I Offer Proof that I Have, in Fact, Been Making Things.'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SFHC9n-lSdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/tK6my8mmxTI/s72-c/pvc_wk4_assignment3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-5935967009703401298</id><published>2008-05-12T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:06:24.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Which I Point Out That I Made Something Pink Several Months Ago</title><content type='html'>For my small sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3102/2476774865_9347eafecc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3102/2476774865_9347eafecc.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2128/2477592078_cf39ecb9a3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2128/2477592078_cf39ecb9a3.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2184/2476773915_125fc0ed3f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2184/2476773915_125fc0ed3f.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For x-mas. I am master of punctual posting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-5935967009703401298?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5935967009703401298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=5935967009703401298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/5935967009703401298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/5935967009703401298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-which-i-point-out-that-i-made.html' title='In Which I Point Out That I Made Something Pink Several Months Ago'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-7042342876230161495</id><published>2008-05-12T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T17:55:31.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Which I Demonstrate the Fallacy of Being Photogenic</title><content type='html'>I frequently receive compliments on my appearance. I'm not feeling self-centered enough to talk about this too much today, but take my word for it that I'm attractive. Now, the really interesting thing here is that I'm simultaneously &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; photogenic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SCji8OJI88I/AAAAAAAAAB0/pr5Em1phME8/s1600-h/focal+length+yo+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SCji8OJI88I/AAAAAAAAAB0/pr5Em1phME8/s320/focal+length+yo+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199655294015697858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and totally hideous &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2169/2456936329_afe6aec929.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2169/2456936329_afe6aec929.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on camera. Which one of those descriptions applies to any given shot of me depends almost entirely on the photographer. For example, that first one was taken by my best friend, whereas the second one was taken by my mother, the ultimate grand master of bad pictures. Of me. Seriously, if you don't believe me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3135/2456911551_e4497ec665.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3135/2456911551_e4497ec665.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2125/2457693130_46308e24ac.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2125/2457693130_46308e24ac.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/2367343505_600765c300.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/2367343505_600765c300.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Like that. The really sick thing is that she only takes terrible pictures of me. That first one (with the spa hair) is so comparatively good that she had it printed and framed. And placed on the fireplace mantle. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us never speak of this again. In fact, skip right to the next most recent entry, which features both something I have made and someone who is far more consistently photogenic than I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-7042342876230161495?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7042342876230161495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=7042342876230161495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/7042342876230161495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/7042342876230161495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-which-i-demonstrate-fallacy-of-being.html' title='In Which I Demonstrate the Fallacy of Being Photogenic'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/SCji8OJI88I/AAAAAAAAAB0/pr5Em1phME8/s72-c/focal+length+yo+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-3064914751652953011</id><published>2008-02-20T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T17:08:54.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sencha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lemon tart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert'/><title type='text'>In which I fail to provide you with more pictures of my recent work</title><content type='html'>I have some pictures from the last couple of months, however. They were languishing on my camera, so I pulled them off and spiffed them up a teensy bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zKiCE14kI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7m-eStuklAc/s1600-h/b%26w_portrait_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zKiCE14kI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7m-eStuklAc/s320/b%26w_portrait_me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169229158336029250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is very short now, if you didn't already know. This was in a very mediocre Mexican restaurant in the lobby of the DoubleTree hotel. What was I doing in this hotel a few miles from my house? Guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zLSiE14lI/AAAAAAAAAAc/b2PHnL5dtts/s1600-h/IMG_4101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zLSiE14lI/AAAAAAAAAAc/b2PHnL5dtts/s320/IMG_4101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169229991559684690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was either cold or hiding from the aggressive cart collector at Vons. All I can definitively remember is both of us laughing like idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zO2SE14uI/AAAAAAAAABk/6THKv1WBoNo/s1600-h/sencha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zO2SE14uI/AAAAAAAAABk/6THKv1WBoNo/s320/sencha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169233904274891490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only hilarious if you watch Harvey Birdman semi-religiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zMTyE14pI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3bb3g23NRh4/s1600-h/IMG_4154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zMTyE14pI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3bb3g23NRh4/s320/IMG_4154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169231112546149010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zMJiE14oI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Khf9CwJ_-rg/s1600-h/IMG_4144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zMJiE14oI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Khf9CwJ_-rg/s320/IMG_4144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169230936452489858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zMCiE14nI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YYd-HAyuDC8/s1600-h/IMG_4130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zMCiE14nI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YYd-HAyuDC8/s320/IMG_4130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169230816193405554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any other city I wouldn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zPBiE14vI/AAAAAAAAABs/H7M_FtohXcs/s1600-h/tart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zPBiE14vI/AAAAAAAAABs/H7M_FtohXcs/s320/tart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169234097548419826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Providence led me to the greatest desserts ever. This restaurant is so fantastic, in fact, that their first words to you when you walk through the door are "Are you here for dinner or dessert?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zN-CE14tI/AAAAAAAAABc/cV-go3ZeRQc/s1600-h/IMG_4167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zN-CE14tI/AAAAAAAAABc/cV-go3ZeRQc/s320/IMG_4167.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169232937907249874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know which one I chose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-3064914751652953011?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3064914751652953011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=3064914751652953011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/3064914751652953011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/3064914751652953011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-which-i-fail-to-provide-you-with.html' title='In which I fail to provide you with more pictures of my recent work'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7zKiCE14kI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7m-eStuklAc/s72-c/b%26w_portrait_me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-5580727233996131993</id><published>2008-02-16T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:17:26.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Real School</title><content type='html'>Whatever that means. Actually, it means that the 15 credits I'm taking this term are more strenuous than the 17 credits, full-time job, and part-time job I balanced last term at that friendly little community college. These courses only meet once a week, but good &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lord&lt;/span&gt; are they intense. I'm terribly relieved that one was only an online (read: half-term) class that ended last Wednesday.  I think I have time now to add a part-time job into my mix. Frankly, I need it. My savings are slowly trickling away, and being a student doesn't pay the bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been producing a good deal of stuff over the past few months, but I only have one piece with me, so it's the only one you get today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7u3yiE14jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uUceENxA5l0/s1600-h/pvc_wk6_assignment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7u3yiE14jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uUceENxA5l0/s320/pvc_wk6_assignment2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168927076106232370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later when I've had time to take pictures. I need to drag my portfolio into the lighting studio here, maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-5580727233996131993?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5580727233996131993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=5580727233996131993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/5580727233996131993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/5580727233996131993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-real-school.html' title='This is Real School'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGRXCRIASY0/R7u3yiE14jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uUceENxA5l0/s72-c/pvc_wk6_assignment2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-3003762621998242824</id><published>2007-12-10T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T20:43:07.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An End, a Beginning</title><content type='html'>I'm officially down to my last two final essays. Well, three. Okay, four if you include the math project, which is essentially an essay with graphs. There's also the self-evaluation for my final art project (which I have yet to complete) so that's more like five. Finals are technically over with, or at least that's the impression I got from the half-assed eight question math "final" and series of "goodbye, good luck" well-wishes between Friday and today. If I choose to be lazy about this, I am guaranteed A grades in all of my classes, but my personal standards scream at me to finish everything regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real point here is not the things I have yet to finish: the point is that in just a few days I'll be moving to Portland for school and once I'm there, oh the things you'll see if I remember to update this thing on a regular basis with pictures and whatnot. I'd even show you some pictures of what I've accomplished this term but alas! They are submitted for grading at the moment. Until then, have a random picture from my digicam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2177/2101972453_a713d6e610.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2177/2101972453_a713d6e610_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-3003762621998242824?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3003762621998242824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=3003762621998242824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/3003762621998242824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/3003762621998242824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-beginning.html' title='An End, a Beginning'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2177/2101972453_a713d6e610_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-6602120177083497102</id><published>2007-03-24T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T02:00:41.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Candor</title><content type='html'>One of the things I like most about myself is the fact that I'm honest at all times. This can sometimes get me into trouble, usually because people apparently don't want to hear the truth when they ask for it, but in the overall scheme of things it has served me well and simplified my life greatly. Without having to remember what I've said to which people I'm spared the worry of slipping up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it would seem that I've been less than honest with myself about my UFOs recently. Remember those two black, blocking sweaters? Well, after they had dried thoroughly I tried them both on to see what I had to work with. The lace one immediately went to the frog pond, being both too short and ridiculously boxy (also, the fucking armholes were too tight &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;), but the embellished v-neck went into my project basket with a mental note to restitch the armholes a bit looser and go ahead with the lace trims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight hours and one very long, boring shift at work later, I've had plenty of time to let that almost-finished sweater simmer in the back of my brain and sometime today I realized that, honestly, I will not wear that sweater if I go ahead and finish it in its current state. The armholes are too short (MOTHERF&amp;#%) and the deep v-neck that looked so structured and secretary-hot on the b-cup model is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; deep that it slips open and towards my armholes, thanks to my irritatingly large d-cups. For future reference, v-necks that end near my navel and whose edges are supposed to lay across my nipples are a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm still working on my third sweater-for-me, although the realization that I'm going to have to rip out the neckband, shoulder seams, and cap shaping of the finished sleeve in order to make the fucking armholes taller is less than encouraging. I'm not too concerned with finishing any of my socks-in-progress (all........er......6 pairs of them) at the moment, which leaves three projects on my WIP list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first, a zip-apart colourblock pullover for Sarreyn, needs just one more zipper to be complete, but we figured out that he'd be more likely to wear it with the pieces joined directly to each other, rather than with all the zippers in place. I'm not up to ripping out tons of teeny black machine-stitched  seams  any time soon, so that's just going to stay where it is for now. The second, Colchique (for me), is waiting on me to translate the sleeves from French and then rewrite the pattern for them so that they can be knit from the shoulder downward. This is stalled for much the same reason as the first WIP. When I'm working six days a week the last thing I want to do is come home and do something I dislike even at the best of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third, also for Sarreyn, is the irregular rib raglan from Loop-d-Loop. It's actually completely knit, but when he tried it on for a final fitting it was discovered that his upper arms had, well, gotten bigger. To get it to the point where he can wear it comfortably I have to rip out the collar, undo the underarm seams, rip back both sleeves to about the elbow, reknit them with added increases, and then reknit the ridiculously tall collar. And attach a toggle. This sounds much more feasible to me than with of the other WIPs, but I just don't feel like doing it right now. Chalk it up to laziness, but what I really want to do is knit one of the fantastically constructed patterns from the Domiknitrix's new book. I swatched for the Little Red Riding Hoodie, with limited success, but also have my eye on about five other patterns. If it so happens that I can't make anything without going yarn shopping (it's a distinct possibility. much of her stuff is in bulky weight.) I have a backup plan that involves the VK Winter 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-6602120177083497102?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6602120177083497102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=6602120177083497102&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/6602120177083497102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/6602120177083497102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/time-for-candor.html' title='Time for Candor'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-3973488691400635905</id><published>2007-03-23T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T16:42:58.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to Self:</title><content type='html'>Always, always, ALWAYS make the armholes of sweaters taller than you think they need to be.  &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-3973488691400635905?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3973488691400635905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=3973488691400635905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/3973488691400635905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/3973488691400635905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-to-self.html' title='Note to Self:'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-7392422101891143253</id><published>2007-03-22T00:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T00:57:47.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof of Progress</title><content type='html'>Albeit very poorly shot proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/161/429724741_fdcddef1d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/161/429724741_fdcddef1d0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/168/429724743_a7d0e2c3f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/168/429724743_a7d0e2c3f1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That first one is based on the Lace Pullover (Pattern #1) from VK Winter 2006, but I'm sort of making it up as I go, so it could turn out to be a disaster. The second one is my fresh-out-of-surgery-and-a-bath Embellished V-Neck. The fit was a little off when I tried it on pre-blocking, so hopefully once it's dry it'll be more like I want it to be. That contrast thread you see in there is a guideline for the placement of the lace trims that I may end up omitting altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll come back to those later. In the meantime, I have another past FO for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/116/261023963_c5abe244a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/116/261023963_c5abe244a6_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my first foray into the world of fair isle, and, while they do have some errors, I'm very pleased with how they turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/86/261023965_b97cc66927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/86/261023965_b97cc66927_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most notable errors is that when I did a tubular cast-on I accidentally cast on 2 extra stitches. I of course didn't realize this until I started the first set of those neat little diamonds, at which point I had to stop for a few hours and agonizingly plot out a new motif to run down the front of the leg. It's still diamonds, and therefore not glaringly obvious, but it's different enough to stand out at a second glance. I call that creative license, damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/119/261023966_b3bccf9ed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/119/261023966_b3bccf9ed2_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pattern&lt;/span&gt; - Arched Shaped Stockings from VK Fall 2006 (do you get the feeling that I loved this particular issue?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yarn Source&lt;/span&gt; - Cervinia Calzetteria purchased at a ridiculously low price from &lt;a href="www.smileysyarns.com"&gt;smileysyarns.com&lt;/a&gt;. I used almost 2 skeins each of Black and Naples, worked up on size 3 bamboo dpns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Modifications &lt;/span&gt;- Well, other than my......er......creative license usage with the colourwork, I think I lengthened these a bit, used a tubular cast-on with elastic threaded through it instead of plain ribbing, and did some sort of creative license thing with the first repeat of the arch shaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts &lt;/span&gt;- I'm pleased with these in so many ways. They're a successful first fair isle, first tubular cast-on, and first pair of knee socks, they're incredibly squishy and warm, and they're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;machine washable&lt;/span&gt;. I can't even express how much the thought of handwash-only socks annoys me. Any other knit item, sure, but socks? Hell no. Those things get washed every time I wear them, and I'll be damned if they're going to get special treatment on every laundry day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-7392422101891143253?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7392422101891143253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=7392422101891143253&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/7392422101891143253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/7392422101891143253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/proof-of-progress.html' title='Proof of Progress'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/161/429724741_fdcddef1d0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-6151947034182110152</id><published>2007-03-18T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T15:27:48.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Hindsight</title><content type='html'>I've sort of forgotten what I finished after those four disasters, so instead of past FO reports you get current knitting progress. I'm not going to show you all of my WIPs, because that's a level of embarassment I'm saving for another entry, but you can see my current favourite project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/425782464_b5daffa236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/425782464_b5daffa236_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Embellished V-Neck from VK Fall 2006. I've loved this pattern from first sight, as is usually the case with me, but was so busy with holiday gifts at the time that all I got to do was buy yarn for it (Wool-Ease. Nothing special.) and make a little swatch. A couple of weeks ago I fetl the urge to start it, so I quickly freed my US 7 circ from the potentially disastrous lace v-neck I'm also not quite done with and read through the pattern. It was somewhere around the sleeve instructions that I noticed the lack of a hem anywhere in the pattern. The entire thing is knit in St st from the cast-on upwards, with nothing whatsoever standing between the edge and a massive amount of curling. Looking at the pattern picture confirmed it, but luckily for me I had recently read something about tubular hems. An hour later, I had knit 12 St st rows with a purled turning ridge in their midst, folded up the bottom half of the hem, and k2togethered across the whole thing. Lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only much later, after I'd done all four hems and started seaming things together, that I read something else about tubular hems. Apparently the rows of St st before the turning ridge are supposed to be worked with a smaller needle, and I immediately understood why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/425782469_4eddadbe6f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/425782469_4eddadbe6f_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see how my hem flips up like that? If I'd knit the first six rows with a US5 instead of a US7 the slightly greater tension of the fabric would have held the hem flat, but as it stands now, the only way that's going to get fixed is if I painstakingly snip and unravel, stitch by stitch, my entire lovely hem and reknit it. Fortunately, because the portion I have to reknit won't be seen, I can knit it down from the turning ridge and it won't matter that it's obviously going the wrong way. Unfortunately, I am very, very bad at tacking down hems and am all sorts of worried that I'm going to end up with something inflexible and ugly in place of my almost-perfect expanse of cleverly joined stockinette.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-6151947034182110152?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6151947034182110152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=6151947034182110152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/6151947034182110152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/6151947034182110152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/bloody-hindsight.html' title='Bloody Hindsight'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/425782464_b5daffa236_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-4065149127753728383</id><published>2007-03-15T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T03:15:58.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VK Spring/Summer 2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ballet Tee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pomatomus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loop-d-Loop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilted Camisole'/><title type='text'>Learning the Hardest Way</title><content type='html'>First of all, I think it's time for another FO report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/111/422484358_021a2817af.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/111/422484358_021a2817af_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everyone is familiar with this pattern by now. After all, Cookie A. does for socks what Eunny Jang does for, well, everything. Her patterns are simultaneously functional and cleverly beautiful, and the instructions are written so well that even someone who is knitting socks for the first time (me) can follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/129/422483170_2358971912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/129/422483170_2358971912_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/422483167_9001b87e4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/422483167_9001b87e4b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, once I got halfway through the first pattern repeat, I could do the rest without even consulting the chart. The stitch pattern for these is one that truly looks a lot more difficult than it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/422484326_68385d90cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/422484326_68385d90cc_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pattern &lt;/span&gt;- Pomatomus, available on &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com/"&gt;knitty&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yarn &lt;/span&gt;- Silja sock yarn, 2.5 skeins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Modifications &lt;/span&gt;- I made these taller than specified and used the 2 socks on one circ method, but wasn't comfortable with modifying my first pair of socks too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt; - I used this same yarn to knit my first pair of gloves, but when I tossed them in the washing machine without thinking about it they came out completely destroyed. In hindsight, I would have made these out of a machine washable wool, because damnit, I don't really have time to handwash my socks. It is precisely for this reason that I have yet to wear these.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever come across a pattern and been completely and suddenly smitten with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/73/174362160_f0cb2a5ca9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/73/174362160_f0cb2a5ca9_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/174362159_33e9dd508f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/174362159_33e9dd508f_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/71/174370845_9da548e3d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/71/174370845_9da548e3d3_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the back of your brain a small voice tells you that it's a bad idea, even while you merrily go about the process of yarn selection and sizing math and swatching, even when you try it on halfway through knitting and think to yourself that it's going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/176/422481472_b934754347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/176/422481472_b934754347_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/422483141_e3a37ad929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/422483141_e3a37ad929_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/422484341_31a43f4c64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/422484341_31a43f4c64_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/166/422481459_eaed2a5651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/166/422481459_eaed2a5651_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/126/422484371_19955875a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/126/422484371_19955875a2_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/422481432_f594766295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/422481432_f594766295_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/47/422484373_2ff6c972b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/47/422484373_2ff6c972b2_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only when you've completely finished it, blocked it, and stroked it in anticipation that you try it on again and realize with a sudden looming sense of horror that you should have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; knit it because it looks horrendous on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/422484366_c7d0b16471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/422484366_c7d0b16471_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/422481423_319d9b2155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/422481423_319d9b2155_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/131/422483160_e3b571169a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/131/422483160_e3b571169a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/422483152_bef5ac2aab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/422483152_bef5ac2aab_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/422481430_54bee9caff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/422481430_54bee9caff_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done that FOUR FUCKING TIMES IN A ROW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, somewhere in the midst of knitting Butterfly, Butterfly, and Butterfly, I got the idea that knit camisoles would be good on me. It has now been made painfully clear to me that Butterfly, being a laceweight cobweb of a thing, is an exception to the rule. Knit camisoles are a very, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; bad idea for me. I love the details of these, the construction, the yarn, everything except the way they look on me. The ballet tee at least I will definitely reknit, for it is comfortable and I love that it's just one continuous spiral, but the other three have taken up permanent residence in the frog pond. Some things were apparently just never meant to be, but at least I've learned my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=17172518&amp;amp;postID=4065149127753728383"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-4065149127753728383?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4065149127753728383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=4065149127753728383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/4065149127753728383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/4065149127753728383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/learning-hardest-way.html' title='Learning the Hardest Way'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/111/422484358_021a2817af_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-1717770190336172610</id><published>2007-03-11T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:45:43.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prairie Tunic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IK Spring 06'/><title type='text'>I Feel Stupid</title><content type='html'>Soooo........apparently my blogger comment settings were set to, without my knowledge, "comment moderation on" and "do not notify me of new comments." This means that all this time I had no idea anyone was actually reading my blog, let alone leaving comments. Had I been aware of an audience I wouldn't have let this thing linger for so very very long, but now that I know, well, let's just say I went ahead and published the mass of comments waiting for moderation and am ready to update everyone on my knitting accomplishments over the last almost-year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, whoa. That's a lot more than I thought. Okay, we're going to do this in smaller chunks. I'll just pick up where I left off and make a point of updating every day or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When last we spoke I had just started the IK Prairie Tunic and had a few other things in progress. Since the Prairie Tunic is the only one of those things I have completed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; photographed, it's the first thing you get to hear about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/76/169141430_820353b889.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img src ="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/76/169141430_820353b889_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/54/169141431_3a4dd3b634.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img src ="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/54/169141431_3a4dd3b634_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/77/169141432_810a319fce.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img src ="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/77/169141432_810a319fce_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/74/169141434_30349fca9a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img src ="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/74/169141434_30349fca9a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit. I've forgotten the format for an FO report. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um..er.....uh...oh.......Pattern? Yes, that sounds like a good starting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pattern&lt;/span&gt; - Prairie Tunic from IK Spring 06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yarn Source&lt;/span&gt; - Oh, hell if I know. I recycled it from something or other. It's just some random 4-ply black cotton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gauge&lt;/span&gt; - AHA! HAHAHAHAHA! Not what the pattern called for, clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Modifications&lt;/span&gt; - Racerback changed to straight back, boob cups enlarged as much as I could without destroying the original look of them, extra waist shaping added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that all I need to write about it? I think I'm supposed to say something about my thoughts or feelings regarding it, but I'll save that until after I have a shot of it on me. Remind me if I forgot anything else, you who may or may not still be checking in on this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-1717770190336172610?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1717770190336172610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=1717770190336172610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/1717770190336172610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/1717770190336172610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-feel-stupid.html' title='I Feel Stupid'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/76/169141430_820353b889_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-114760785740653815</id><published>2006-05-14T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T20:44:07.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Knitalong</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, I joined a knitalong. The Amazing Lace, to be exact. There's a button over there if you're interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-114760785740653815?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114760785740653815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=114760785740653815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114760785740653815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114760785740653815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/05/knitalong.html' title='A Knitalong'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-114755926899415716</id><published>2006-05-13T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T10:02:55.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In which guage issues bite me in the ass again</title><content type='html'>Before we get to the tale of my guage woes, I just have to share this with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/44/145762447_beb685ca49_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/44/145762447_beb685ca49_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/47/145762448_392e1209b8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/47/145762448_392e1209b8_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/49/145762449_d1f29c4400_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/49/145762449_d1f29c4400_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/53/145762450_f0491bae88_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/53/145762450_f0491bae88_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ignore the loose ends and lack of a proper closure and don't even speak of the need for a wash and blocking. The important thing is that the Lace &amp; Ruffle Cardigan now has 1)lace and 2)ruffles. It is gorgeous and purple and I will finish and model it for you in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, now that the knitting portion of the cardigan is over with, I needed another project to keep me occupied. Sifting through my to-knit folder yielded nothing, but then I realized that I hadn't scanned in any pictures from the spring issues of Vogue Knitting or IK. A quick flip through those brought to light the inexplicably named Prairie Tunic, which satisfied my need for lace and something cool enough for summer. Besides, I had some nameless, thin black cotton in my stash that would work perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I swatched it. You hear that, people? I SWATCHED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I did some quick math and chose the second-smallest size to knit on 3s because my math told me it would work out to be the right size for me. A couple inches into the front it occurred to me that there was something wrong. The needle I was using was 29" long and when laid flat the edge stitches tended to pop off the points.  To put that into perspective, my hips are 39". At the width this thing was working up I'd end up with almost 20" of ease. Yeahhhhh no. So I frogged, reswatched on 2s, did a bit more math, and started the second-smallest size again. Things appeared to be good, but 8" and four decrease rows into the front it was still coming out 23"-22" wide. Better, but that resulted in 12" of ease around my waist. Not good. I frogged again, spent the better part of an hour hunched over a piece of paper and a calculator, and came up with some numbers that weren't even a stated size but worked for my measurements. By this point my tendons were screaming bloody loss-of-feeling murder at me and it was close to dawn, so I called it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found time during my lunch break the next day to gingerly cast on 108 stitches (the size I was originally trying out called for 124) and work a few rows. Things looked good, but without a ruler I couldn't be certain. Later measurement confirmed the front piece width as 19.5" at the hem, decreasing a lot more sharply than the pattern intended to what will eventually be 16" at the waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/44/145762446_dfa7d5c204_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/44/145762446_dfa7d5c204_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-114755926899415716?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114755926899415716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=114755926899415716&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114755926899415716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114755926899415716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-which-guage-issues-bite-me-in-ass.html' title='In which guage issues bite me in the ass again'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-114660457316623903</id><published>2006-05-02T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T12:55:45.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wants this fluff?</title><content type='html'>The fluff is done blocking. The good news is that it turned out well. It retained its unbelievable softness despite being drenched and then handled excesseively, it's a gorgeous colour, and is warm without being completely stifling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/51/139319258_92cb347dc1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/51/139319258_92cb347dc1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news is that it looks like total crap on me. It looks so awful, in fact, that I refuse to take a picture of it on me. Something about that much material hanging right at boob level results in a very unflattering garment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does anyone want this fluff?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-114660457316623903?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114660457316623903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=114660457316623903&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114660457316623903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114660457316623903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/05/who-wants-this-fluff.html' title='Who wants this fluff?'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-114643261296371518</id><published>2006-04-30T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T15:52:14.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who cares if it's perfect?</title><content type='html'>I finished that blasted capelet last night and it still looked like, well, as one person put it, "like it was just cut off the sheep. A purple sheep at that." Said person doesn't exactly understand what unblocked lace looks like, I think. Anyway, for all of you skeptics out there who claimed ignorance of any such lace pattern, here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/54/137728917_7912f95858_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/54/137728917_7912f95858_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/48/137728916_94342c335c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/48/137728916_94342c335c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE? LACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I know it's not perfectly symmetrical. I'm too lazy to go back and shift all the pins and felt that the slight imperfection will give it character. Because, you know, a bright purple fuzzy capelet is utterly devoid of personality until it's blocked into a slightly lopsided shape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-114643261296371518?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114643261296371518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=114643261296371518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114643261296371518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114643261296371518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/04/who-cares-if-its-perfect.html' title='Who cares if it&apos;s perfect?'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-114626351016587580</id><published>2006-04-28T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T11:35:27.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gauge Check?</title><content type='html'>I am awful about doing gauge swatches. I tend to just dive right in with a yarn that seems close enough to that recommended and hope for the best. This usually works out, thanks to lots of mid-knit fittings and the forgiving tendencies of knit fabric, but occasionally I start knitting and reach a point at which I want to beat myself over the head with my oversized monstrosity of a Spiderweb Capelet. Seriously, I think this needs a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/53/136584207_c28b3813c0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/53/136584207_c28b3813c0_m.jpg " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click it. You won't understand how ridiculously long it is until you notice how long my worktable is and the fact that the fluff will not fit onto it without dangling over the edges. You see that smaller fluff on the spoon handles over there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/46/136584209_141b34a51f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/46/136584209_141b34a51f_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is fluff 2.0. It is about half as long as the original fluff. Specifically, 52 sts to the original version's 92. Of course, it didn't occur to me until I was almost done with the capelet and noticed that I was about to run out of yarn that this thing was perhaps a bit too long. You'd think running out of room on the needles would have given it away first, wouldn't you? Damn, I should have taken a picture of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/56/136584208_41b2a90924_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/136584208_41b2a90924_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you were skeptical about the existence of any sort of lace pattern in all that fluff, well, you can sort of see it there. In the large version. Okay, well, you can see YOs and YOs indicate lace, right? &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just about used an entire year's worth of "fluff"s in this post. Remind me to never use that word again after this thing is done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-114626351016587580?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114626351016587580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=114626351016587580&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114626351016587580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114626351016587580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/04/gauge-check.html' title='Gauge Check?'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-114621008866824998</id><published>2006-04-28T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T00:41:28.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a project whore</title><content type='html'>I'm more than halfway done with one sleeve for the Lace&amp;amp;Ruffle Cardigan and I suddenly had the urge to start a new project. Something was drawing me towards the bag of fluff in my stash. The bag of fluff, otherwise known as Joann Sensations Angel Hair, that I purchased only for its softness and sale price, and with a vague notion of a sweater of some sort. I realized later that the yarn is much too thick to be even remotely flattering on me in sweater form, but that I definitely wanted it to become something that would spend much time against my skin. Seriously, this stuff is obscenely soft and fluffy. I looked around for a bit, fondled the yarn, swatched the yarn, fondled the swatch, started a thread on craftster to milk project ideas from other people, and eventually managed to google my way into the blog of someone who had used the fluff to knit up the Spiderweb Capelet from SnBN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was obviously fate that that very same capelet was in my to-knit folder, so I promptly grabbed the closest to size 15 needles I own (they're actually a size 17 16" bamboo circular) and dove in. For the record, I hate these needles. They are like sharpened spoon handles and my tendons absolutely hate manouvering them, especially in and around ridiculously slippery yarn, so I go slowly. Very, very slowly and with many breaks to work on the cardigan. Despite my slowness I think I've already done close to half of the capelet, although it's hard to tell with all the fluff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-114621008866824998?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114621008866824998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=114621008866824998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114621008866824998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114621008866824998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-project-whore.html' title='I am a project whore'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-114591430179969980</id><published>2006-04-24T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T01:32:34.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did warn you about the neglect</title><content type='html'>But holy hell, I had no idea it had been almost 2 months since my last entry! Damnit, why don't people point this sort of thing out to me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, I understand. Nobody actually reads this blog anyway. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just in case they do, however, it's time for an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When last we spoke, I had finished up Butterfly No. 2 and was working on some other things. Since then I've continued to work on said things but have also finished two more items, neither of which are for me. First we have the Petit Chou lingerie from the sexy issue of Knitty, made for a swap. For someone with a bra size identical to mine. For the record, the Petit Chou bralette thing is designed to accomodate up to a C cup. This is not terribly helpful when the person you are knitting it for is a 36D. At least I got to make the knickers without any modification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/54/134397274_d0067d94e7_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/54/134397274_d0067d94e7_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know it looks awful just laying there on the table. I blame the elastic. Since I hate lousy unmodeled pictures of my FOs I just had to take a slightly better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/52/134397272_976048eaf2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/52/134397272_976048eaf2_t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you never wanted to see me wearing lingerie, well, don't click that. Also, shut up, this never happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVING ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second most recent FO is yet another Butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/55/133736825_91d71af725_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/55/133736825_91d71af725_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mods for this one include more beads and a double-stranded tonal frill, picot edging, and straps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/50/133736826_2ea85b5f57_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/50/133736826_2ea85b5f57_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/46/133736827_9ba83a8fb8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/46/133736827_9ba83a8fb8_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/55/133736828_c8bccccbe0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/55/133736828_c8bccccbe0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; pale and do not look great in orange. Good thing this one's not for me either, yes? When it gets to where it's going and I have been sent pictures of it on its recipient I shall post those and tell you a bit more, but until then it's a secret. SHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other project news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/54/134409757_ab8cfa1ac0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/54/134409757_ab8cfa1ac0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/54/114389665_4b30330a26_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/54/114389665_4b30330a26_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/50/114389669_836e3c1ba6_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/50/114389669_836e3c1ba6_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/36/114390675_886aae61e5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/114390675_886aae61e5_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/36/114390676_5a31ca5638_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/114390676_5a31ca5638_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/40/114390677_ef75cb62bc_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/40/114390677_ef75cb62bc_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was, in order,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have finished the back, fronts, and part of a sleeve of the Lace&amp;Ruffle Cardigan.&lt;br /&gt;-I have finished the back and front of the Colchique sweater and am stalling because I don't want to have to figure out how to convert the sleeves to be knit from the shoulder down because I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know &lt;/span&gt;that I'm going to run out of yarn but want to use up as much of it as I can.&lt;br /&gt;-I am halfway done with the Pomatomus socks, which I love, but have run out of yarn and thanks to my yarn ban cannot go get more for them until I have destashed enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to start a new project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-114591430179969980?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114591430179969980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=114591430179969980&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114591430179969980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114591430179969980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-did-warn-you-about-neglect.html' title='I did warn you about the neglect'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-114118626875602085</id><published>2006-02-28T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T21:46:30.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Addition to the Flock</title><content type='html'>About a week ago I finished a second Butterfly for my best friend. Posts about it had to wait until it was received, but now my own little suspense hell can be banished by flaunting it all over the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/52/106094604_0a4728dec6_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/52/106094604_0a4728dec6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she adorable? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you wanted a brighter shot of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/19/106013729_1192c9a200_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/19/106013729_1192c9a200_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/50/106110974_1f61f6be33_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/50/106110974_1f61f6be33_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pattern: Butterfly from Rowan 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yarn: Approximately 400 yds of Handpainted Yarn's laceweight wool in "roanoke."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needles: US 8 for the frill and body, US 3 for the picot bind-off and the straps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modifications: Knit in the round, altered the sizing to be S at the bottom and L at the top. I also made it smaller and used US 3s instead of 7s for the picot bind-off.&lt;br /&gt;Notes: The pattern was much easier the second time through. This one only took me a couple of weeks, as compared to the month+ of the first one. I also taught myself to knit backwards in order to avoid switching around the needles constantly while doing the straps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I'd love this pattern enough to make 6 of it. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on to what else I've been doing. I've of course been working on the Adrienne Vittadini Lace and Ruffle Cardigan, although only at work. It's just too much mental effort to work on while watching movies or surfing the net at home. The only time I have to work in it is during my break at work or when I don't feel like doing anything other than knitting, which is rarely. Picture 11" in mauve lattice stitch and you'll know what my progress looks like. Because it's sort of anticlimactic at the moment I don't feel the need to post a picture, but I promise I will once the back is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also made progress on my Colchique. The front is done and the back is temporarily stalled 7" in until the rest of the yarn I'm using for it unkinks enough to be usable. It's hanging in my very steamy bathroom as we speak, not exactly relaxing the way I hoped it would. I suspect I'm just going to end up winding it into balls without caring about its kinkedness. I also hope I'm going to have enough yarn for it. The stuff I'm using is discontinued; 10 skeins won off of ebay last year and made into Berrocco's Tatania pattern, which wasn't as nice as I wanted it to be. So far I managed to make the front and 7" of the back of Colchique without even touching Tatania, but now that I've had to frog it to make any more progress I'm starting to worry about how much yarn I have left. The skein wrappers were useless in that all the information they gave about amounts of yarn was "50 grams," so I'm really winging this. If worse comes to worst I can always shorten the sleeves, but one of the biggest things I like about Colchique is its ridiculously long thumb gusset sleeves, which I'd hate to sacrifice. If I try to work this out rationally it goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I used a little bit more than 3 skeins of yarn for the front of Colchique, which had to be modified to accomodate the boobage.&lt;br /&gt;-My back has no boobage, so it should take 3 skeins or a little bit less.&lt;br /&gt;-That leaves about 4 skeins, or 2 apiece, for the sleeves. &lt;br /&gt;-If I make the sleeves simultaneously I won't have to worry about ripping either one out to make them even.&lt;br /&gt;-I really, REALLY hope 2 skeins +/- is enough for each abnormally long sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;-Oh crap. The collar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, that went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. In order to not think about the Colchique for a little while and have something fairly mindless to work on while watching movies I started the Pomatomus socks. I'm using the remaining skein-and-a-half of Silja sock yarn left over from my ruffled gloves. Which are not in here, but can be found on Craftster. So far I'm loving my new 40" size 1 circ which allows me to magic loop both socks simultaneously and the stitch pattern, which is unique and fun to watch while not being too difficult or tedious. If there's good lighting tomorrow I'll take pictures, but right now it would be just my worktable and uberwattage spotlight and it wouldn't be very flattering, so you'll have to trust me when I say that they look really good so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-114118626875602085?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114118626875602085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=114118626875602085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114118626875602085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/114118626875602085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/addition-to-flock.html' title='An Addition to the Flock'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-113867894672777937</id><published>2006-01-30T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T16:38:36.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start of a Flock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/36/93374004_40e65e4cb8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/93374004_40e65e4cb8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/40/93374001_9a8e457590_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/40/93374001_9a8e457590_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/38/93374002_d5cfb9a6b9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/38/93374002_d5cfb9a6b9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/14/93374003_b867cd4919_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/14/93374003_b867cd4919_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pattern: Butterfly from Rowan 37&lt;br /&gt;Materials: Approximately 400 yards of Handpainted Yarn's laceweight wool, about 300 seed beads, size 3, 7, and 8 circular needles.&lt;br /&gt;Guage: This thing is so stretchy it doesn't even matter. Besides, how often do I actually swatch? o_O&lt;br /&gt;Modifications: Knit in the round instead of flat, straps solid instead of tied (yes, I know there are little bows. They ended up too long after blocking and I didn't care to shorten them.), a little extra room added for the boobs.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts: After I got used to the pattern this went surprisingly quickly. I love how it turned out. It's a gorgeous, ethereal, complex-looking FO with a minimal time investment. Because I've planned on making more than one Butterfly from the beginning I've also planned on making each one with slightly different construction details. I think I'll make the next one flat and use a smaller needle for the @(#*%ing picot bind-off. Hell, I may just use a smaller needle for the whole thing. I also want to try the tiny crochet hook method of attaching the beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the two Butterflies I already have yarn for (both for me), I've ordered enough yarn for 3 more, all for other people. Hopefully when they're all done I can get a picture of them as a flock. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Butterfly is done and the Jaywalkers are stalled. Of course I needed a new project, so I started in on the immense challenge of simultaneously translating and knitting this gorgeous French pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/3/6742071_0cc9621db6_o.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined the knitalong sometime last year, and it's so far been immensely helpful. They've managed to translate a large portion of the pattern into English and even though I haven't been working on Colchique for more than a couple of weeks I've kept track of enough posts to not be completely lost. So far the only real downside to this pattern is that it's a terrible strain on my fingers. Because it's knit with worsted weight yarn on size 4s the resulting fabric is ridiculously dense. Pretty, yes, but very, very tight. After realizing that I can't work on Colchique for more than a couple of hours each day I decided that another project would have to be started to give my joints some relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of my search for the perfect pattern salvation found me in the form of a surprise package. Apparently my Unconditional Swap recipient loved her stuff so much that she felt the urge to repay me in kind. Her package contained an altered tin that she'd made from one of the Altoids tins I sent, handmade purple stitch markers, purple glass gems, 2 balls of a chunky mauve cashmere blend (CASHMERE!), and something I've been lusting after for almost a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.threadbearfiberarts.com/images2/pat-avt-s05-cover-n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you heard what I said. Adrienne Vittadini Spring '05 pattern book featuring the utterly gorgeous Lace and Ruffle Cardigan, pictured on the cover. &lt;u&gt;Oh. Baby.&lt;/u&gt; I spent a few days drooling over it, then put it on the shelf while I mentally went through my stash to find a suitable yarn. Nothing was really coming to mind until I reached into one of the stash crates to get another skein for Colchique and espied a cake of purple cotton that had once been part of a huge thrift store sweater. Ah-HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I finally swatched (shush, I know.) and, having gotten gauge on the first try, cast on. The stitch pattern is fabulous, even though it took me the better part of the evening to work through 2 12-row repeats and I couldn't really do anything else while working on it. It may have to be set aside for awhile when the yarn for more Butterflies arrives, as I have self-imposed birthday deadlines to meet, but I'm going to try my best to have it done before Spring gets here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-113867894672777937?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113867894672777937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=113867894672777937&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113867894672777937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113867894672777937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/start-of-flock.html' title='The Start of a Flock'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-113817667087225592</id><published>2006-01-25T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T17:07:11.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>@(#%@&amp;^#$!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/11/90962370_a053b0c71a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/11/90962370_a053b0c71a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was apparently the wrong year to make a resolution to not buy any more yarn until my stash is no longer all over the floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-113817667087225592?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113817667087225592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=113817667087225592&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113817667087225592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113817667087225592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='@(#%@&amp;^#$!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-113781195384598907</id><published>2006-01-20T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T20:30:41.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Crewneck in Disguise</title><content type='html'>My tripod finally arrived and, as promised, I took pictures. So without further ado, the nameless mohair sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/28/89111585_ff8834f484_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/89111585_ff8834f484_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pattern - Some random pattern from the Fall 2005 issue of Family Circle Knitting. I have no idea who wrote it or even what the pattern is called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials - Almost 7 skeins of Cervinia Softer knit on US 5s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modifications - Additional length in body and sleeves, waist shaping. I should have modified the neckline too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review - Nice mindless knitting. The stitch pattern of the sleeves kept this from being nothing more than mindless stockinette, and I like the construction (knit top-down, sleeves first, then each side picked up from the sleeve edges). What I do not like, however, is the neckline. I was expecting it to be, well, more like the one on the model. I can't do a great deal about it now, but I'm going to see what effect removal of the neckband has. Neckline issues aside, this is soft, warm, and fits well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the neck time I post I should have some completed Jaywalkers to whore out, as well as another pattern for you to guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit, I wrote "neck" up there, didn't I? See? See how I keep dwelling on it? Something must be done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-113781195384598907?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113781195384598907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=113781195384598907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113781195384598907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113781195384598907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/crewneck-in-disguise.html' title='A Crewneck in Disguise'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-113765235008516254</id><published>2006-01-18T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T05:17:11.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lace, Ladders, and a Bit of Blinding Ignorance</title><content type='html'>Having designated the Butterfly (yay, you guessed correctly!) my "work knitting," I've made not as much progress on it as I would like, but it's enough to whore out, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/19/88478553_f2fb9152ba_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/19/88478553_f2fb9152ba_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; enough to whore out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it still looks like a crumpled mass of purple ramen, so to satisfy my growing urge towards a spray bottle and iron, I decided to pin out the lace to see how it might eventually look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/22/88478554_466074b13f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/22/88478554_466074b13f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh............fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my stitch markers are causing the "side seams" to ladder. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The @(_#%^@)*#% Stitch Markers!!!&lt;/span&gt; I mean, those St st blobs look bad enough on their own but are sort of unavoidable when one takes a flat pattern and knits it in the round without an excruciating amount of mathematics, but seriously now, LADDERS?! Way to smack a huge neon "HEY THIS IS WHERE THE SIDE SEAMS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE" sign on my gorgeous Butterfly! Arrrgggh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only plan thus far is to block the everliving crap out of this thing when it's finally done. Hopefully with patience and a lot of steam I can coax those laddered stitches into conformity, and if not, well, you see those 2 lovely balls of yarn in the background? Guess what they're going to be. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised you some painfully blinding ignorance too, didn't I? I'll try to transcribe this as accurately as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Scene - I'm sitting in front of the TV at work, watching some horrendous movie on Bravo and happily knitting away on Butterfly. A woman who has just placed a carry-out order and must now come to grips with the new 15 minute hole in her life spots me and wanders over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman - ...I guess I'll come watch some TV. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sits down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - I warn you, this is an absolutely terrible movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;giggles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;a few minutes go by and the movie gets worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman - What are you making, a bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - Actually, it's a camisole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman - What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - A &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;camisole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman - What's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - It's like a tanktop but...lacier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman - Ohhh, so is that, like, sewing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - .........................No, it's knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman - Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;silence ensues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-113765235008516254?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113765235008516254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=113765235008516254&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113765235008516254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113765235008516254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/lace-ladders-and-bit-of-blinding.html' title='Lace, Ladders, and a Bit of Blinding Ignorance'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-113711914235426598</id><published>2006-01-12T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:41:50.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess the Patterns!</title><content type='html'>That's right, it's time to &lt;b&gt;guess the patterns&lt;/b&gt; I'm currently tackling. Why am I currently tackling new patterns? Well, because I finished that nameless mohair sweater and have yet to take decent pictures of it. I'll try again when my new tripod gets here, although I can't make any promises about lighting.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so, Pattern 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/36/85151002_99f3577911_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/85151002_99f3577911_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaand Pattern 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/43/85151004_de56c3f77c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/85151004_de56c3f77c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see if you can get them right before I go and give you a hint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-113711914235426598?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113711914235426598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=113711914235426598&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113711914235426598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113711914235426598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/guess-patterns.html' title='Guess the Patterns!'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-113653700098461971</id><published>2006-01-05T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T17:04:58.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Such a Slacker</title><content type='html'>Oh.....oh dear. I haven't updated in a month? At least I knew when I started this thing that there would be long periods of time between entries, but still, seeing the archive dates next to each other really makes it sink in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my defense, I spent the last month frantically making all sorts of things and, well, it's not as if anyone reads this anyway. Good. Now I feel better about being lazy in this one respect. I'd love to show you all the lovelies I made for people, but somewhere in the midst of the gifting scramble I had the brilliant idea to hold off on pictures until things had been received, and the pictures never actually got taken. Now I have to contact everyone who got handmade stuff and demand pictures of them or decide that I don't care &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; much about flaunting their gifts all over the internet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astoundingly, I managed to knit quite a bit for myself in the midst of all the madness. I finally figured out why the Corset Pullover pattern hated me and ultimately decided to attach the straps to it in the way I'd imagined raher than the way the pattern dictated.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/25/67419790_073d138787.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/43/81967772_42c7f587be.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, that's a horrible picture. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I absolutely loved the stitch details in this. The twisted rib has one of the most awesome textures ever, the columns of slipped stitches form a nice, neat border between things, and the plain stockinette side panels prevent added waistline chunkiness. I also loved the lace on the sleeves, even though it was eerily similar to the stitch pattern for the Adrienne Vittadini Eyelet Cable Jacket which has been put on indefinite hold (more about this later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/25/67419790_073d138787.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/37/81968052_bcb9ece5d7.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't quite figured out a decent format for project details yet, so please bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pattern&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.interweave.com/knit/TSC/corset_pullover.asp"&gt;Corset Pullover&lt;/a&gt;. Written by Robin Melanson. Published in Interweave Knits Fall 2004.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Materials Used&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.5 skeins of Lion Brand Cotton in black on US 5 circular needles. The cotton is sort of heavy, but it works with the stitch pattern beautifully and didn't cost me a ridiculous amount of money. It also made seaming much easier than it usually is and was substantial enough to not make my hands cramp up while trying to hold onto it. If I could have afforded a silk/cotton blend I would have definitely gone that route, but I'm pleased with my cheap-o yarn selection.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly have no idea how long I spent on this. I've always had a lousy sense of time, but I get so wrapped up in knitting that it makes it impossible to keep track of any increment smaller than months. I suppose for this reason it's a good idea for me to post in here on a regular basis.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Modifications&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to make this in the Medium size, but added some extra decreases and increases both to make this large enough in the boobage area and to make a finished shape that followed my curves closely. The suggested length of not-quite-hitting-the-top-of-the-pants would have looked ridiculous on my elongated hourglass shape, so I added a good 4" to the overall length. Speaking of length, I would have liked the sleeves to be a bit shorter. Mine ended up longer than they were supposed to, so if I ever made this again I would space the decreases a bit closer together. I would also read the pattern thoroughly before even casting on; I didn't notice the "at the same time" instructions until I was well past the point where they applied and ended up frogging half the front as a result.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that a lot of people decided to leave off the cinch straps, but I have a fondness for hardware on clothing that cannot be dimished by lousy model photos and illogical strap placement. The d-rings combined with the lacyness and black make me think that this is what Lip Service knitwear would look like.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that wasn't the only thing I was selfishly knitting. Having finished my gothy sweater I raided my stash for ideas and discovered the 13 skeins of black Cervinia Softer I'd gotten on sale from smileysyarns.com. Mohair is not something that lends itself to any old pattern, but fortunately I had one laying around that it was born to be used with.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/25/67419790_073d138787.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://royalyarns.com/ptrn/FCK/FCK-Fall-2005/images/03-lacy-pullover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I've gotten all of the knitting done with the exception of the neckline edging. That and seaming are all I have left. I actually wouldn't be nearly so far along on this if I hadn't had travel complications. Being stuck in an airport on standby for 4 hours means that I got to knit something like 9 hours total on Dec. 22nd. I finally gave it a rest when my right pinkie refused to stop aching, but continued to work on it at a leisurely pace for the entire week of my vacation until I ran out of yarn a few hours before my return flight. I finished the body of it last night and would be working on seaming right now if the ball of my thumb didn't ache and I wasn't drunk on Dayquil. Expect to see it done within the next week.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in progress is the uncomparably gorgeous &lt;a href="http://www.colourway.co.uk/rowan/rb37/p05.jpg"&gt;Butterfly&lt;/a&gt;. I couldn't exactly afford the recommended kidsilk haze, but handpaintedyarn.com's lace weight wool was suggested as a more affordable substitute. I spent something like 2 hours just scrolling through the different colours and drooling. Having finally settled on 3, I reasoned that at $5.95 for more than enough yards to make the camisole version of Butterfly I could easily afford all 3. This of course means that I will be knitting at least 3 of this pattern, although most likely more. You see, I think this would be perfect for my mother and best friend and sister, even though they all live in the sweltering wasteland that is San Diego. I should perhaps use something not as warm for their versions, and they're all "autumns," so the 3 decidedly "winter" colours I got will apparently have to be used for.....er......me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/25/67419790_073d138787.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/43/81967766_020b5ab2b2.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is, by far, the most complicated pattern I have ever attempted. It's also the first lace knitting I've ever done, and even after the relative thinness of the Softer yarn this stuff feels like thread. Delicious purple wool thread, yes, but still !%#!&amp;^# thread. Reportedly the frill is the worst part of the whole pattern, however, so once I've finished and grafted (*retch*) it into a circle this should go a lot faster. I've decided the make this first one pretty much exactly as the pattern intended, although I refuse to graft more than I absolutely have to, so the frill is being done in one long strip. Other than that I'll probably just make it a bit more roomy up top for the boobs, but if the lace is really stretchy I can probably leave it as is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I also made some armwarmers a while back.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/25/67419790_073d138787.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/36/81967770_d101a44b3c.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/25/67419790_073d138787.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/42/81967771_8e386ec3fc.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are, to date, the most useful thing I've knit. I wear them almost every day at work as a defense against the bipolar climate control that interprets 70F as "alternately 50F and 90F." They're toasty enough to banish goosebumps but easy to slip off once the in-store temperature reaches its "sweltering inferno" setting. They're more or less based on the Hurry up Spring armwarmers from SnBN, albeit longer, black, and done in a smaller gauge. I used some random sport weight acrylic for them which, while not the softest or prettiest stuff in the world, is warm, durable, and washable.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I almost forgot to tell you about the Eyelet Cable Jacket! Right, so it's knit up, seamed together, and I've done one side of the ribbed neckband, only to discover that I've run out of yarn. Normally this would be no big deal. I'd go to the store, buy some more, and resume knitting. However, the yarn for this project lived a previous life as an ugly XL GAP sweater that I picked up in a thrift store to recycle. Because it was an XL I figured I'd have more than enough yarn to knit the size small jacket, but apparently I made an error in calculations somewhere. Now the only way this jacket is going to get done is if I miraculously manage to find another GAP sweater that was made with the same kind of yarn. Considering that I live out in the middle of nowhere and rarely have the opportunity to go thrifting, this is not likely to happen any time soon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you, recycled sweater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-113653700098461971?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113653700098461971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=113653700098461971&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113653700098461971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113653700098461971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-such-slacker.html' title='I am Such a Slacker'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-113369273815499073</id><published>2005-12-04T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:42:55.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not a Cinch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.interweave.com/images/imagesknit/TSC/CORSETPULLOVERSpr03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.interweave.com/images/imagesknit/TSC/CORSETPULLOVERSpr03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! SO CLOSE! Yes, I know I should be working on presents, but &lt;a href="http://www.interweave.com/knit/TSC/corset_pullover.asp"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is just so pretty and I'm so close to finishing it! I just can't for the life of me figure out how to attach the cinch straps! This damned pattern says to sew them into this one particular column of stitches, which I understand. Easy, no problem there. But then it says to sew up the sides, "catching straps into seam." WHAT THE FUCK?! How....wha...ARGH! Goddamn, I really hope there's some blindingly obvious answer to this that I'm just not seeing because someone needs to point it out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you, lovely, frustrating pullover! DAMN YOOOUUUUU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-113369273815499073?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113369273815499073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=113369273815499073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113369273815499073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113369273815499073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-not-cinch.html' title='It&apos;s Not a Cinch'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-113342685484662449</id><published>2005-12-01T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:43:24.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LIST</title><content type='html'>Now that my swap's over I can really buckle down and make some holiday gifts for a bunch of people who probably won't appreciate them nearly as much as their requests would lead one to believe: my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far my gift list looks something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Edit~&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to an unusually productive conversation with my mother I now have wonderfully specific ideas for everyone on my list!&lt;br /&gt;~Edit~&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mother&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;strike&gt;A handmade sweater. How someone who knits &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; crochets can view this as a reasonable request absolutely baffles me. I'll keep it in mind for 2007, but shall have to keep pestering her to provide me with an alternate gift for this year.&lt;/strike&gt; Ah-HA! She has expressed a desire for massage/bath&amp;body stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Father&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;strike&gt;What on earth does one give to the man who already has everything and doesn't really give a damn about most of it?&lt;/strike&gt; The Monty Python DVD boxed set, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baby sister&lt;/b&gt; - A knit sweater/jumper/dress. This one is reasonable. After all, she just turned 2. I've almost completed her gift, in fact. Just have to finish seaming. I'd say something more specific, but shall withhold details and pictures both until after the holidays, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other sister&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;strike&gt;Well, I made her clothing for her birthday and she claims to have worn it several times already, so it would appear that another step in that direction would be met with gratitude and approval. Now I just have to come up with specifics.&lt;/strike&gt; Nevermind, she already has tons of clothes on the way. Bath products for her instead. Maybe a camisole top to match her birthday skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brother&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;strike&gt;Alcohol. Goddammit, I really don't want to encourage my 19-year-old brother's substance abuse, but the only other idea I've had (a cock sock) has been stolen by my sister. He actually requested &lt;i&gt;a&lt;/i&gt; sock (the left one), which is how the whole cock sock idea came about, but in the past, when he's asked for seemingly ridiculous things and received them, he's always seemed to conveniently lose them within a matter of days.&lt;/strike&gt; Civ 4! And the cock sock, since I don't trust my sister to actually finish one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mother's Boyfriend&lt;/b&gt; - Hat and scarf set in a dark brown, dark green, or black. Easy and done as of 15 minutes ago.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aunt&lt;/b&gt; - A tattoo design. So far she's specified a size and tentative style/theme. She and I have always been the "black sheep" of the family and have a sort of running joke about her being my "real mother." She's requested a tattoo that will somehow represent that outsider quality, but I haven't put enough thought into it to come up with anything yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Friend&lt;/b&gt; - The real challenge here is to figure out what &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; to give her. She's so easy to make or buy things for and so damnably cute that I'm tempted to just spoil her rotten. At the moment I'm leaning towards something stenciled, but that could always change depending on what inside jokes we come up with in the next couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cousin&lt;/b&gt; - We're not terribly close mostly due to age and geographical distances, but I'm told he likes anything to do with video games. A gift for him should be quick, easy, and storebought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Great-aunt&lt;/b&gt; - She reportedly likes stationary, scented candles, soaps, and small earrings. Her style can be best described as "conservative." No problem here, thanks to her list of specifics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maternal Grandmother&lt;/b&gt; - She's been sweet enough to send me giftcards for my last couple of birthdays, even though I neglect to keep in touch with her. I feel bad about being socially lazy and want to make it up to her, but so far she hasn't e-mailed me with any requests. Sources report that she enjoys travel, cooking, and gardening. An assortment of seeds has been suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paternal Grandmother&lt;/b&gt; - Same deal as the other one. I have a slight advantage here, as we share a healthy genetic dose of creativity and artistic ability. Travel, cooking, and gardening also. I'm seeing a common theme here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's that. As you can see, I've made not so much progress and December starts tomorrow. Unless I want to end up giving a lot of last-minute purchases I'd better start getting some good ideas. Please, help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Edit~&lt;br /&gt;I got some help! Ideas are always appreciated, however.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-113342685484662449?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113342685484662449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=113342685484662449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113342685484662449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113342685484662449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2005/12/list.html' title='THE LIST'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-113325556515496264</id><published>2005-11-29T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:43:58.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay, She Loved it!</title><content type='html'>Also, I have a disturbing and horrible secret to share with you: I rap about knitting. Yes, that's right. Rap. Behold:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's charted this time&lt;br /&gt;for more complex stitches.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme lay out a rhyme&lt;br /&gt;'bout the twisted rib, bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TWISTED RIB!&lt;br /&gt;Makes the hos come a-runnin'!&lt;br /&gt;The TWISTED RIB!&lt;br /&gt;This fucker's just stunnin'. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge me. &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-113325556515496264?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113325556515496264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=113325556515496264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113325556515496264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113325556515496264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/yay-she-loved-it.html' title='Yay, She Loved it!'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-113309020427572085</id><published>2005-11-27T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:44:21.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unconditional Swap</title><content type='html'>I signed up for the November installment of craftster's Unconditional Swap, in which one chooses a person who has already joined the swap and posted 3 wishes for crafted items. One then selects one or two wishes from the person's list to fulfill and does so within a two week period. One then posts one's own wishlist, but is not guaranteed any wish fulfillment. Anyway, the girl I selected wanted a hobo bag, little tins to embellish, and a brooch to hold her shawls closed. I chose to fulfill the bag and tins wishes by making/assembling the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/25/67419790_073d138787.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/33/67419787_fe89768bd7.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her several tins and oddments to adorn them with, as well as two hobo bags. I couldn't decide between the two ideas I had, sooo.....she gets both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/25/67419790_073d138787.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/33/67419788_b36a37da73.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/25/67419790_073d138787.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/25/67419790_073d138787.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm particularly fond of the grassy one. I love the way the stencil turred out, the closure, the lining, everything. It just looks so &lt;i&gt;polished&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/25/67419790_073d138787.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/35/67419789_b799bdcc2d.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to admit I had a lot of fun with those ribbons. And the fabric was so bloody SOFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope she likes her stuff. I stalked her for several days before I figured out what to make and I really did put a lot of effort into it. I also hope she takes better pictures, as these turned out not as good as I would have liked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-113309020427572085?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113309020427572085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=113309020427572085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113309020427572085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/113309020427572085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/unconditional-swap.html' title='The Unconditional Swap'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17172518.post-112811928915140127</id><published>2005-09-30T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:44:57.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Negligent Beginning</title><content type='html'>Hello. I'm Juniper and I've decided that this will be mostly concerned with my knitting. As soon as I figure out my way around this blog program I'll get some pictures and links up. Until then, I post regularly in my &lt;a href="http://suicidegirls.com/girls/Alukh/"&gt;SG journal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17172518-112811928915140127?l=neglectedblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112811928915140127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17172518&amp;postID=112811928915140127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/112811928915140127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17172518/posts/default/112811928915140127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neglectedblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/negligent-beginning.html' title='A Negligent Beginning'/><author><name>Juniper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01851936872428645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/juniperl13/alukh39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
