Ahh how is my to do list going? I am so glad you asked I totally finished everything by now uh uh...that meaning I am behind and had multiple mini breakdowns... I am just so tired and full of everything (most things) about uni. I just can't make myself push harder. And actually it is not just me, even the top class student confessed that he doesn't even care about grades anymore, he just wants to pass and finish it. That is also my only goal, somehow pass my classes. *deep breath*
as an anime lover since I was a kid, I was fascinated with the colorful stories of every protagonists... Cardcaptor Sakura, Shugo Chara, Gintama, Sailor Moon and more.
they are sooo magical and beautiful...
then, I watched Code Geass...
and there... I first met my virtual 'husbando' in the name of Lelouch vi Brittania.
a character that is the main protagonist but chose something more akin to an antagonist in general idea of other viewers as we saw Suzaku Kururugi as the hero and him, as a tyrant manipulative villain of his own story...
that is the start why I became fascinated with villains such as Muzan Kibutsuji, Ryomen Sukuna, and Dabi / Touya Todoroki. not because they are so... hot 🥵... but because of the stories behind their life, reasons and goal. that unfortunately, doesn't match with the moral code of our and their society.
so whenever I write my own antagonists, they are actually the ones with the most detailed backstory because villains were not born, but made... and I believed in it not as an anime lover, reader, admirer but also as a writer.
The scariest and most dreadful thing about therapy, I find, it's the desire and fear to be known and seen by another person, mingling together.
One part of us says, "Yes, finally! Someone sees me, understands me. I'm not crazy or out of my mind as I was told I am!" However, other part of us – And that's the loudest, goes: "No. This is too much. We're going too deep. These parts of myself must be unknown by anyone but me."
Because, deep down, these things, these horrible truths that we carry within ourselves is also part of ourselves, are they not? And if, in order to "get better" we must get rid of a part of ourselves, where do we draw the line? Those conflicted thoughts – "Maybe this thing I'm doing is hurting me. But I enjoy them. Are they really bad if they're not hurting anyone else but me?"
For some reason I don't post here often as just... me - the person behind NestingTendencies. I'm not quite sure why this is; I guess most of my crafting needs are catered to by Ravelry, as a platform. But I do realise that I have many, many wonderful followers, who have been regularly reblogging both the patterns that have piqued my interests and my own creations. And for that I am very grateful!
So I'd like to try and be a bit more social here; get to know you a little, learn what projects you're working on, and show you what's on my own hook!
First up is the Mariposa Sweater which has been the bane of my existence sole focus of my work since January!
You see, one of my new year's resolutions was to grow as a crafter beyond shawls, which are my specialty, and make sosme sweaters and jumpers! I've been having urges for those since last autumn and by now the craving cannot be ignored any longer.
So this is my first ever crocheted sweater, right? Do I bother with a gauge swatch?
No. Gauge swatches are for the weak.
Pretty soon I realise that my crochet is much, much tighter than the author's. Do I go back and try a size bigger? Do I increase the hook size to obtain the right gauge?
No. I decide that I know better, and I understand enough about how raglan works to just wing it. The joy of making a garment yourself is that you can make it fit your personal body contours perfectly, right?
So long story short, I am now on Mariposa the Second (First one is here) and I have frogged SUBSTANTIAL NUMBERS OF ROWS (like, all of the yoke for example) - wait for it - upwards of 20 times. Yes, 20. Not an exaggeration. If I hadn't done that, I could have probably about 4 completed Mariposas by now.
But no. The Gods have cursed me with a perfectionist streak. So we live and we learn and we carry that burden with us.
The photos in this post are the latest of the most correct version of this top that I currently have. My New Hope. My baby. I'm going to be sharing more WIP photos in the future.
The only good news is that as soon as I figure this sweater out, I'm going to have meticulous notes, which will give me the exact stitch sounts for my measurements and unlock the door to other jumpers like this one, of which I want to make at least 3.
And then there are other sweater patterns. 74 of them currently in my library. At least a dozen literally burning a hole in my consciousness - I want to start them immediately right now yesterday!!! Look look!
Elara Pullover - This is want in gradient purples, like an autumnal sunset
Chevie Sweaer - This I want in greys and golden ochres. I love the stitch used.
Don't Scrap That Raglan - Aaaah, Moss Stitch my favouritest stitch ever and I've almost improvised a sweater like this before!
Cosmopolitan Sweater - This I want in solid teal. Alpine stitch could well become my new mistress. It's also probably THE sweater I should have started with as my first project...
Peony Tee - I am in love with the funky-coloured contrasting sleeves and the raglan concept
Bridgette Ballet Neck Pullover - Ballet necks are my weakess...
Cap Sleeve Top - This I had a little romance with before, oh, about 8 years ago and it was shaping up beautifully in navy - I have all the yarn that I need for it.
Isop Sweater - I really want to learn this fair isle technique of making yokes, because I saw this pornographically beautiful set of 2 knitted sweaters in just the perfect colours and I'd like to do equvalent crochet versions, no I'm not at all trying to run before I can walk, why you ask?
Many of them much easier than Mariposa. Many of them not so tailored to the figure.
But no. Mariposa.
I have been buying up yarn in bulk again. This is how I know I'm in trouble.
But what about you guys? Do you have a Nemesis Project that has been kicking your ass for ages? Do you get overly ambitious like me? Or do you make your gauge swatches and avoid pissing off the Gods of Yarn, like sensible people?
