I'm having bout with nostalgia these days. What with the economy jettisoning my meager savings back into numbers I haven't seen since the '80's. I'm back to clipping coupons scouring sale flyers for grocery bargains. Dining out has become a distant memory. I did partake in an all-you-can-eat salad and soup binge at the local Olive Garden for $5.99.
Yarn acquisitions have not taken a vow of poverty. I have long coveted Sundara Yarn. My Petals subscription ran out after Dahlia and I never bothered buying any more.It was available, accessible. Sundara said so in frequent email updates. When I did get serious, I found a feeding frenzy at her site every time she posted an new batch. Servers crashed, my shopping cart filled with a skein of a color and weight I didn't want emptied at checkout. The yarn was only available to those who had some to trade. I have a lousy unknit skein of Dahlia. No clout here.
After several attempts at equal opportunity sales online, the site announced that the yarn would only be available by subscription. Fine. I promptly clicked my way into three seasons. The amounts removed from my meager checking account to pay for the first 3 skeins could keep our family in food for a week or two or three. I received my first installment last week. Socks yarn, superwash merino in Cerulean Seas, Deadly Nightshade and Beach Glass. Is it worth it? Oh, probably not. Does it comfort me? Certainly. Maybe there's some nutritional value in the yarn, should times get really, really hard.
In the spirit of nostalgia and frugality, I present to you my latest creations. Our friends host an annual Hallowine party. You read it correctly. The premise is to dress a bottle of wine instead of wearing a costume. We have been slackers for the past two years but I pulled out all the stops this year. I am bringing two entries. The theme is animals. My first idea was passed on to Tom. I had knit a lobster that I saw on Ravelry with the brightest skein of Red Heart in WalMart diminished crafts aisle. Nothing like cheap acrylic yarn to inspire crustacean creativity. I knocked out the lobster in less than a week.
While lingering over wine with my hostess friend, we discussed the party and who was making what. I had a sudden flash of inspiration. Deep in my childish past, my parents and their friends has these crazy knitted poodles that covered drinks bottles in the home bar. I had a flash of my mother, high in heels and poured into a blue and silver lace cocktail dress, my father in his suit complete with pipe. The cocktail wieners were always wrapped in dough and Dino was on the Hi-FI. My brother and I in footie pyjamas peeked through the spindles down to the basement romper room were the adult hijinks took place.I asked Lisa if she had similar memories. She burst out laughing. The trend must have been awake in New England as well as in the prairie Provence's during those madcap '60's. That's my inspiration, a poodle it is!
I found a Paton's pattern online and searched Ravelry as well. Erika Knight beat me to the punch. There was the exact same pattern in her book "Simple Knits with a Twist". Erika used fancy Rowan yarn. I knew better. I actually stepped into WalMart for the second time in a month to purchase, you guessed it, Red Heart Super Saver Acrylic in Petal Pink. No Dye Lot. Poodle perfect. Those poodles are authentic '60's kitch and to update a little I fashioned a black beret out of felt and what swinging French woman in the '60's wouldn't be smoking a Gaulios or Gitane. This is a French poodle with the soul of a gypsy. She keeps good company, n'est-ce pas?
Footnote: Fifi tied for first place with a winecork armidillo! Go, Fifi, go!