Thursday, September 21, 2006

Attitude



So, I have this show event coming up. Never mind about creating more inventory, getting up to speed on the credit card service, or fine tuning my display. The big question is, what am I going to wear? There's a limit to how much I can glam up for this thing--there's not time for a face lift or total body liposuction, but I will get the hair thing under control, and a much needed eyebrow waxing. There might be time for adding some knitwear to my wardrobe. I purchased this little kit at the Wisconsin Sheep and Wool Festival, from Briar Rose Fibers. Four skeins of hand painted wool/flax blend, in a color combination that is, let's say, questionable. But, put it together, and magic! I was so excited to make this, I cast on for it when I got home that night, and knit on size 13 needles, was done a few days later. Since these photos, I've assembled and worn this vest, called the Tuscany Tank. This yarn sort of has a drape, and even with a double strand, I don't think it looks bulky. My mom loved this sweater too, and she'll get one this year. I also like it enough to make it again for myself.
One of the highlights of going to my Guild meetings was the show and share portion at the end of the meeting. I'm at the point now where I don't think I'll participate again. A few months ago, I was telling a Guild member about an idea I had for a dog sweater. Imagine my shock when she presented my idea in a finished sweater, along with the packaging she intended to use when she sold them at the Fine Art of Fiber. At the last meeting, I showed the Symmetry cover. When I was going back to my seat, another member told me that she had turned down that job. This person is what I would describe as a diva. I don't mean that in a derogatory sense, and most of the time I am amused by her attitude, and sort of wish that I could pull it off. But something about what she said just made me sputter. Turned it down--like the job was beneath her! I sort of don't believe her, first of all, and wonder why she felt that she needed to say that to me. I could say some really mean stuff right now, but I'll stop. If I ever behave like her, someone, please slap me.

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