Black Eyes and Blue Dresses

Is it safe?  Can I come out now?

I've deliberately shielded myself from all the Rhinebeck love, because I've known for a year-and-a-half that I couldn't go, and yet, the closer and closer it got, the more painful it became to dwell on the fact that I would be missing the riotous orgy of wool, fiber and friends for another year.

So sad.

But, I missed it because one of my best friends got married, and I was a bridesmaid.  It was one of those weddings that the music was great, all our friends were there, and the next thing we knew it was 4 am and we were having dance party USA in Steph's hotel room.

Good times. 

It also marks the last wedding we have for another 6 months (WHOOHOO!!!)

Check these out:

Yes, actual finished objects, and yes, there are two, I just needed the other hand to take the picture, so use your imagination.  (Not a real stretch there, it looks exactly like the first one.)

Having finished an actual project has been made even sweeter by two things:

1)  I use these.  I love these.  They fit, I wear them at my client in PA, I wear them to drive, I wear them to walk the dog.  I'm wearing them right now.

2)  I knit them from my first plied handspun.  They began their life with me as this:

(Grafton Fibers, purchased at SPA) and I spun the wool, plied it, and then knit it.  And finished them, and love them.  It's like the perfect storm of spinning/knitting, at least for someone like me who has big aspirations, and usually falls short.

I finished them while waiting my turn at the hair salon last Saturday morning:

but didn't get a chance to wear them with my dress.  I would have definitely taken a picture of that.  Instead you'll have to settle for a picture of how my hair turned out.  I've never had an up-do done before (only down-curled dos), and I was really tickled with the whole thing.

It's just so fun to be sitting in a salon with a bunch of your girlfriends, getting ready for a big event.

You know what else is fun?  Pink champange.

You know what's not?  Black eyes:

Well, just one.  I had a mole removed yesterday, and now when we're out, people keep shooting Eric dirty looks, and me sympathetic ones. 

It would be funny, if it wasn't so not funny.

Comments

[maryse]

rhinebeck will be there next year.

you looked so pretty.

the eye is kind of cool too.

[maryse]

hope it feels better soon though.

[Carole]

Ouch! That looks sore! But the fingerless mitts are wonderful.

[Martha]

We missed you! I think you've set some kind of wedding record this year. I know what you mean about the black eye--I used to play in-line hockey and barely managed to convince my dr. I wasn't being beaten.

[Stephanie]

Hey, you're fingerless gloves would go great with my scarf...I think that's the same grafton batt....

[frecklegirl jess]

Love those wristwarmers! What an accomplishment to spin and knit a project...

Your poor little eye- worth it in the long run but tough short term, huh?

[melanie]

oh man, I liked that mole. little fucker.

[Stephanie]

Your hair looks great - very sophisticated. The handspun fingerless mitts are absolutely marvelous. The eye's kinda cool too.

[elisa]

The black eye is no good, although the pic is terrific blog feed.

However - you and the updo? Sexy, sexy, sexy lady!

Um, next year Rhinebeck? Hmm?

But maybe you should keep the first week of October 2007 free. Ask me why on Saturday.

xo

[Term Papers]

That is fine. And you look so pretty with black eyes and black dress. But don't you think that it so match colors. Maybe try some different colors to make your personality different.

[generic propecia]

I found a 2002 survey that reveals perceptions about eye color and
personality traits. The survey, which polled 1,016 women ages 16 to 35
in the United States, found that people often associate different eye
colors with specific personality traits.