I am one faux cable cuff away from finishing Wicked. It’s looking awfully pretty.
I haven’t blogged about the nearness of first sweater victory because it just doesn’t fit.
The body is perfect up to a few inches below the armpit, but then it blooms grotesquely into ginormous bagginess. Plus, the sleeves are really, really huge. It’s possible the collar also has an unpleasant Flashdance thing going on.
And just to be clear. When I say the sleeves are huge, I mean it.
They make me look like the Stay Puft Marshmallow man.
Clearly, Denial is not just a river in Egypt . It is a wide and mighty river that flows right through my living room, because I knit two of these gigantic sleeves. Wicked was knit top-down, so this also means I screwed up at the very beginning when I decided how many stitches to cast on, then compounded the original screw-up as I increased and increased and increased through the yoke. I’m trying very hard not to be bitter about this.
For some reason, it cheers me considerably that my friend Kelley had much the same experience with her first sweater.
This is the first version of her baby sweater (pardon the blurry picture – the light was bad and I was laughing, cruelly).
Truly, she is my student.
I’m seriously considering ripping out both sleeves and the yoke and reknitting them in a size that will actually fit, bottom-up this time. I’ll also knit the collar on smaller needles to keep it from going all Jennifer Beals on me.
I’ve never ripped out that much work before and the idea is frankly a little nauseating. But I’d really like to have a wearable sweater.
So what do you all think? Live with it, since it’s my first sweater and all, or send it to the frog pile?
And can I just rip out the top half of a top-down sweater and start knitting it bottom-up, or will that screw up my stitches?