So, some time ago my parents visited Ireland and they brought back some sweaters – lovely ivory colored hand-knit sweaters for me and my girls. They were heavy – designed for damp cold and they were beautiful. We didn’t wear them, however, because the weren’t girl-shaped.
You know exactly what I mean, don’t pretend you don’t.
Girl-shaping is just plain required. Mr Man once bought me a t-shirt at a fun bar we like to visit in Breckenridge and he got sent back in to get one that was shaped for a girl. After all, we’re curvy. We have waistlines (if we’re lucky or work hard at it) and we have other bits that poke out and curve. By the way, I still wear that t-shirt and love the darned thing because it fits.
Back to the Irish sweaters … they were lovely but none of us could wear them for very long (too hot) and none of us liked the shape (made us look like big potato sacks with legs). Still, every single one of those sweaters represented the personal work and attention to detail of a knitter. So, they had to be used somehow.
When I arrived in Santa Barbara and unpacked, this was one of the things I was determined to reconfigure – I wanted to convert the sweaters into beautiful throw pillows, but I don’t have that skill. I do, however, have a knack for finding the person who does have that skill and Celeste of the Loop and Leaf made a miracle happen.
She sewed the arms into a bolster and the body into a pillow and I’m so, so in love with these pillows. These are just the first two – others are coming. Some will be boxed up and shipped to my daughters to put on their beds or couches. Others I’ll keep.
I’m so impressed. I can’t claim any credit but having the idea and finding the right person for the job. I love how they turned out!