It's pretty straightforward this month; I knit socks like a little freak. Not freaky like "Gee. They're all so wonderful and fab", but freaky like "Gee. You're sock is inside out as you knit. How the hell did you do that?" I've enlisted the help of a pretty famous face to point out my bizarre technique.
Here we see Dawn standing in the freak sock. It's wrong-side out and upside down. It's upside down only because the sharp little needles gave Dawn the creeps and she refused to participate unless I made it a safe set for her fierce modeling skills.
I flipped the sock right side out making Dawn happier and providing her an opportunity to get a little profile action. Now it looks like a pretty sock.So what do I do when I knit? How is it that I keep going wrong side out but end up with a sock? I'd love to tell you that it's magic or that I'm some sort of sock miracle worker. But I'm not. I'm just me and I knit like a little freak. Here's what I see when I knit socks.
Okay so my hands aren't in the picture 'cause someone had to hold the camera and I was sure that the teddy bear was in no mood to help out. See Dawn's cute little hand at the tippy-top of the sock? Right where the needle is just about to make a knit stitch? That part stays away from me the whole time I knit the sock. Through making the heel flap, turning the heel...every little step of the way it's away from me. The advantage to me is that once I'm ready to finish up the toe, I'm already on the wrong side so I just finish away. Dawn was not happy with this shot. She's just not a hand modeland I'd promised her much more face time.
I suppose I could change how I'm holding the needles, but why? It may be freaky, but I manage to get a sock or two out of it. Maybe when I'm a grown up knitter I'll change my evil ways. Nah!!