Manly Sweater Pattern in the style of Mr. Rogers

Perhaps you’ve heard how difficult it is to make one’s man a sweater. Well, it’s the truth. They have strong but nebulous likes and hatreds, and an underlying sense that their intuitions on this score are unified, despite the contradictory examples they give. Really, asking them to describe clothes pushes most of them into a […]

Intrepid Croquet Dress Survives Rain, Last Minute Hemming

The pope-given holiday this past week allowed me time to cut out a dress for Croquet. Surely planning what to make for a particular event is the most pleasant sort of clothing-planning of all. The specificity of an event’s place and time, its magnitude, what Jenny will be wearing–all this makes for miles of […]

Talking Stefanie Japel, on fashion, inspiration, and scientists of old

Because her lovely sweater won a Knitting Daily Readers’ Choice Award!

It is called the Cable-Down Raglan, and was originally published in IK Spring 2007, but now it is Free, along with the other four winners, in an e-book available till May 14th. Thank you, Knitting Daily!
Stefanie is a knitting designer of great fame, and a […]

Lotus is Done, inter alia res.

I ran down to Eastern Market before Aquinas class this morning, to buy the appropriate crochet hook to finish my Lotus. A nice chat with sensible women at the store provided good contrast to clever Thomistic arguments I heard and made later that afternoon.
Back home, I persuaded Sister to take my picture.

It actually looks nice […]

Betty Crocker’s Saving Grace

The story I know about American cooking comes from Julia Child’s retrospective introduction to the 40th Anniversary edition of Mastering the Art of French Cooking. Large, largely unseasoned, platters of beef, next to sculpted marshmallow salad in aspic. Casseroles that called for a potato chip topping. Well, these last two images rightly induce horror in […]

The March of Progress

But first, a new possession.

Capezio leather T-strap character shoes. I finally threw out my first pair, bought in 1997 for theater camp in Boston, which lasted me through the trials and tribulations of The Waltz Committee in college. But the insoles were crackling into pieces, the heels worn down, and the arches broken (though some […]