Oh dear....I fear there is no hope for me where my 30s crochet and knitwear obsessions are concerned. I have no idea where I'll ever wear the beautiful sets I've amassed (outside my blog pics), but I only know that when slipped my latest set on today, I went from feeling like a grumpy, frumpy mess to blissful and ladylike. Sigh, where is my time machine, so I can just send myself back to the decade I know I truly belong in? Other option: find portal that allows me to jump inside 30s Minerva, Monarch, Bear, Fleischer pattern books. Oh, speaking of crocheting, I bought the "Crochet for Dummies" book last week and am hoping to find time to dive in and try some of the basics soon. In the mean-time, I've been sewing up a little storm. I tackled and almost completed a cute pair of shorts yesterday. Will post pics soon.
(In retrospect, this last photo probably looks sorta odd. The plan for this pose seemed better in my head, I think. Pretend I'm holding a cigarette (that's what the crochet dames usually do, don't they)