Into It: Cozy Vests

my luscious Danforth, knit with Fibre Co Savannah in Cabernet
my luscious Danforth, knit with Fibre Co Savannah in Cabernet

Maybe this is the Pacific Northwest talking, but I’ve always loved vests. I love how they fit nicely under jackets, and I love wearing them in the kitchen, and staying warm yet unencumbered by sleeves.

Back when I worked at Verb, one of my favorite store samples was a wooly, farmy Cocoon Wrap, made of Bodega Pastures Worsted. Kristine knit it, and in her wisdom made the collar out of Jade Sapphire washable cashmere. The wrap was big and neutral enough to be thrown over any outfit at all and look Mary-Kate Olson chic. I needed a big, cozy vest of my own, and decided on Danforth in Fibre Co. Savannah.

This vest delights Lorenzo, who says I look like Luke Skywalker when I wear it over black pants and a dark shirt.

The recent turn of the weather got me thinking about my favorite vests again, all with lots of ease and cozy collars.


Top left: Georgia Vest, in Quince & Co. Tern, by Cecily Glowik MacDonald

Top right: Knus, in WOOLFOLK FÅR, by Olga Buraya-Kefelian

Bottom left: Gale, in Swan Islands Merino Bulky, by Alicia Plummer

Bottom right: Frontenac, in Jones & Vandemeer Clever Camel, by Julie Hoover


Goodbye Earl: Adventures in Frogging

me IRL.
me IRL

How do you decide what to frog and what to finish?


When I was a bushy-tailed new knitter, I made all kinds of stupid shit. Sweaters that didn’t fit, projects I couldn’t have possibly thought I had enough yarn for, projects in the wrong yarn that were too soft/scratchy/big/small/firm/floppy/ugly. A lot of these ill-advised adventures were never finished, and mercifully disappeared when I graduated college and went back to Portland. Aside from a few happy accidents, my first five years of knitting produced dismally little that was actually wearable.

The breakthrough, like most of my breakthroughs, came in Peace Corps. Suddenly, I had no yarn choices other than scratchy worsted 2- and 3-ply. A couple times, my mom mailed me an infusion of fancy American yarn, but only in single skeins. I started choosing my projects real carefully, and found liberation within the limits. And I started thinking about how to make stuff I would actually wear.

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