I never got why anyone thinks suede should be knit. The thought of handling suede cords with my fingers makes me break out in a cold sweat. And making a fugly fringey free for all doesn’t motivate me to change my position on this.
I don’t even really appreciate suede on shoes and bags - it’s kinda tacky and a beeeeeyotch to clean.
But puh-lease. You won’t be seeing any suede cords on my wist.

And forgive me for the lack of spirit. I’ve been homebound with two sick babies for 3 days now and am going quite gaga.

Ok, it’s not Winona who was bad. Bad Marc Jacobs!
Just because it’s the cover of a magazine doesn’t mean that you have to show a ridiculous dress that nobody in her right mind would ever wear unless she were either a drag queen or somebody’s birthday present.

Winona, honey, stick to shoplifting. You looked better then.

I just discovered another rare gem, designer Zoya Woolwitch (wool-witch, like yarn-ho but classier?!), who promises that by buying her e-books, you, too will be able to knit such haute couture like the above creation, which I will fondly refer to as “Of course I go riding in this - I have no boobs and get a kick out of chafing my thighs!”, as well as many others which will undoubdtedly be reviewed in future posts.

Bonus points for the model’s footwear. I dare you to wear those when you are 9 months pregnant without requiring surgery to have them removed. From the designer’s butthole, that is.

First up to bat, had to go with something I remembered from a while back.
I love mitered squares. They’re so much fun to work with, and so very gratifying. I love the choice of colors, too. I always say - the brighter, the better.
However, erm, how shall I put this lightly? If I wanted to wear an afghan, I wouldn’t bother with the fuss of making sleeves and shaping it into a sweater.
It’s really nice in theory, but no surprise as to why the person modeling was pictured with her head cut off. I would cut off my own head, too, if I were forced to wear this and also actually be seen in it.