Sometimes life takes you on interesting journeys. You move out of Chicago to a tiny town in the Midwestern United States. You start a new school, wondering what it will be like to completely change your entire pace of life. You make unlikely friends with a guy whose first instinct is to insult you. You realize that the town you are now living in has outlawed dancing and the residents are about two seconds away from burning every copy of Slaughterhouse Five that they can get their hands on. You meet the preacher's daughter who is a bit off the hook and definitely has a death wish, considering her attitude toward playing chicken with eighteen-wheeler trucks. Together, you embark on a quest for a senior prom and find romance along the way.
Or was that Footloose?
| Kick off your Sunday shoes and show off your socks. |
I cast on 40 stitches instead of 48 because even with a gauge, I knew that since the socks were designed for an adult man's foot, they would be too big for my lady feet. Using this handy dandy guide to turning a heel, I determined the correct amount of turning stitches and went for it.
| These socks remind me of Ally Sheedy more than Lori Singer |
I did remember to keep the k3p1 ribbing going to the end of the toe. It was a trick I learned when I knit Tiina Kuu's Merenkulkija socks and I loved the look of it. I continued to love the look on the Maritime's and I'm glad that this particular executive decision on my part was successful.
I finally finished the second sock while watching Footloose for the first time. This was a good decision on my part. That movie is a great movie (and hilarious from 2010's dancing standards) and the colors of the yarn had been reminding me of a decade I couldn't place. I decided on the 1980's.
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