Showing posts with label Drop Tank. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Drop Tank. Show all posts

Thursday, 26 June 2008

Brighton Pics

Hurraaaa!! I have finished my Drops Tank!! Im so proud of myself. That has been the hardest thing i have done so far and i've done it. Spent most of last night weaving in the ends and correcting things. Now just to block it and its ready. Oh, i could just kiss myself!
Anyway, here are some pictures as promised:


So here we are. Today im starting on "Feather and Fan Comfort Shawl"
And here are some pictures from Brighton


Is it a bird? Is it a plane? Its Super Leo!!!




So there, a mini holiday!

Wednesday, 18 June 2008

Back to knitting

I have knitted a bit last night, i reckon im gonna finish my drops tank this week.
And, to my excitement, i got an answer from Tahki and they have sent me the pattern i was waiting for, it is diagonal slit pullover. Im happy. And i have won the beautiful Rowan DK yarn in rich violet on e-bay, perfect. There are more yarn im planning to bid on today, so fingers crossed.

Tuesday, 17 June 2008

Another day another rant.

Im very proud of myself today, i have managed to finish the back straps on my top. It was hard, considering i had to fight off our tiny cat Maneki Neko, who was trying to attack my needles, falling over, running away only to come back to jump on me again and again. She is very sweet though. I will have to get some pictures of her soon.

Then there was this whole nanny issue today in the morning. Our adopted cousin who's staying with us at the moment, told me yesterday that my baby Unity sat on the sofa all day "shouting"and that gave him such a bad headache that he couldn't look for work on the internet. At first i didnt think about it, but then it suddenly dawned on me - why is Unity sitting "all day" on the sofa, when im paying nanny to take her out, entertain her and encourage her development in all sorts of ways?! So i had a massive pop at nanny, almost accusing her of not doing her job properly, telling her i was surprised at her behavior, and that it was unacceptable. She of course got very upset, i got upset, Colin got upset, and then Talik (the cousin) turns around and goes - "well may be it wasn't the whole day she sat on the sofa." I demanded the exact time, and it turned out she hardly sat on the sofa at all. He was just in a bad mood last night and exaggerated the whole thing to make an excuse for himself.
So i have apologized to nanny for misunderstanding. I think i'll get her a nice box of chocolates for emotional distress. And i hope Talik will learn from this experience that you cant expec't to say things without thinking and have no repercussions. Hehehe and he will have to make it up to her.

Friday, 13 June 2008

Friday 13

Today as it happens is my sister's birthday, she is 26. I have invited her and her husband to mine for dinner on Sunday, im making my famous chicken lime and ginger hotpot. Im also gonna make a cake today, a carrot cake, partly because i was requested to do so by our wonderful adopted grandma Unity, and partly because it really is the easiest cake to make. I think i might make the icing green this time.
I finally have taken some pictures of my Drops Top, which is so close to completion it hurts. Even though i didn't do any knitting last night because Heroes was on. And what a splendid episode it was indeed! Absolutely mind bogging. I think Heroes is my favorite show EVER. It just responds to everything i have dreamed of when i was a little (and a bit nerdy) girl.
Anyway, back to Drops Top



that is how it looks now. Im a little unclear on how to dec the armholes, but hey, what the worst that can happen, i just might have to redo it couple of times.

And of course my main occupation: another day another young mediocre model needs to be made to look like she is the most beautiful woman in the world. Its funny, someone asked me once - does it bother you to look at these beautiful girls day after day, does it make you feel inferior? And you know what - it really doesn't. Nobody's perfect thats what i say. In all my 8 years of retouching i have not seen an absolutely perfect woman. There is always things that can be done to make someone appear better. So perfect - now thats just a made up term. Perfect is just what any one person at one time considers attractive, the symbiosis of proportions, light, shadow, colour and tone. I had one photographer shouting "i hate boobs! Take those things off her!!" about a 14 year model with hardly anything that even vaguely reminded of "boobs". I have completely reshaped human face, not only changing the proportion of the existing face, but "comping" bits from other faces, not even the same girl. As a matter of fact, i have created a completely different persons from bits of other people, all in the name of perfection. So really, im happy with the way i am. And if im not- well gym is just around the corner.

Thursday, 12 June 2008

Today i pretty much succeeded in doing no work at all, just looking at pretty pictures of knitting projects and salivating over yarns on ebay. I have this urge to buy yarn, a lot of yarn, and trying to justify it by constantly looking for patterns i can knit.

Oh, and my Drop Tank is coming along nicely, i'm up to armpits now and have not made any mistakes so yoohoo, soon i will rule the world.. or was it finish the top..

I suspect my husband does not share my enthusiasm for knitting. I got that feeling whilst telling him about the next project im planning, that involves the famous Missoni yarn and that other pretty shiny purple yarn that i got from Not Just Yarn on ebay. May be it was that look of a desperate boredom that was written all over his face.. or may be it was the fact that he tried to change the subject to ferns that still haven't been delivered from the plant nursery.

And now i have to get back to this guys photos, and not to be blunt or anything, id rather gnaw my own leg off than look at this amateur crap again...Some so called photographers should just give up. I mean, i fell asleep twice, hitting my head on the graphic tablet. Twice!!