So, oh well. My only bra broke yesterday and I had to go through one of the most joyless activities a woman can go through on a Sunday afternoon. Yes, you got it right: I had to wait in line at the Macy's Bra and Foundation department....For over 30 minutes.
I don't know what it is about buying a bra. But I tell you what: whenever I need one, it seems like someone just yelled, "Bras, 89 percent off!" or something of that nature, because just about everyone with a boob or two ends up in line in front of me over at the Macy's Bra and Foundation department. And if I look around, it seems like we all share that same, Need-a-Bra Expressionless Expression.
If you've ever shopped for one on a Sunday when you could be at home knitting instead--and you're over 18 or have been lucky enough to experience Prom or Wedding Angst, you know exactly what I mean.
Yeah, you're probably wondering what's up with the one-bra action, but truth be told, I have a few others. I do. It's just that they either have flaps that come down for nursing or maybe they have enough wires to send off sirens whenever I get within two miles of the nearest airport security area. Not to mention I own a pair (a pair?) of those rubber boob covers that stick directly onto your skin for when you want to wear something that is sooo sexy you can't even get near a top that has straps. It's a good thing I've only tried the contraption (contraptions?) on once, because, and I tell you the truth, wearing one of those numbers will pretty much send whatever sexy thoughts you thought you had right out the window, and quick. You're better off without the sexy outfit. Put on a bra that is comfortable and have a bowl of popcorn, instead.
So enough of that.
I did finish some socks. But I couldn't tell you what the heck they're made from. Shoot, last night in a minute or two of major cleanup fury I threw out the ball band. All I can recall is that the yarn is from Italy (great wines from that region) and one ball makes two socks. This stuff knitted up quickly. I actually finished one whole sock--the foot and toe portion--in as long as it takes to drive to the beach and back from our house this morning. And that is less 25 minutes each way.
I'm working on that Blue Sky Alpacas pleated skirt in a luscious brown alpaca (from Blue Sky Alpacas/kpixie.com). At first, I was going to knit up the longer version, but I'm feeling jaunty. I think I'll do the mini instead and add some lunges to the old routine or something.