colour, that is the question

Sometimes I get an overwhelming urge to express myself, whether it’s through writing, knitting, or even in my choice of jewelry. One time I tried explaining to Kyle why it was so important to me that my choice of necklaces and earrings amid a required uniform of blasé black and he totally did not get it. Although to be fair, he is a boy and very unconcerned with earrings and necklaces.

Lately I’ve been finding myself wrapped up in colour choices, even finding myself throwing internal hissy fits when I’m required to wear dark colours and realizing that while I might consider a deep fuchsia dark, I’m apparently the only one.

In the last couple years, my choice of wardrobe has become very important for me, especially when it comes to a work wardrobe. Slowly I’ve been progressing from a teenager who loved to wear black with jeans and skater shoes to an adult who gets a thrill when she can manage to mix colour, pattern and texture together to form something that I am for some reason incredibly proud of [so proud, in fact, that I wish I was friends with Clinton Kelley from What Not to Wear just so he could hug me in celebration]. So when I find myself in a job where I have no choice except black or beige, all I want to do is full frontal revolt and shout Viva la Colour!

In my knitting, my favourite colours are always reflected there whether it’s through beautiful jewel-tones to sometimes creamy pastels and more often than not bright, vibrant colours that shout, “HEY! LOOK AT ME OVER HERE! I SHOULD BE CABLED!” I don’t know about you, but I’ve almost never seen a black yarn. Acrylic black, yes. Beautiful merino silk black, no. Fabulous shades of grey [dare I even say 50 shades of grey?!], I love and adore and would wear all the time but there is a reason you will hardly ever find a shade of black yarn.

So there.

Knitmonia and Hexipuffs

I have been slightly out of commission the past week. Between working shift after shift and fighting off the flu [which has somewhat inconveniently caught up with me yesterday and today] I have had little to no time just to sit and breathe let alone blog. Luckily after giving up the fight last night after a work shift, it seemed that being sick helped raised my hexipuff count. In the last twenty-four hours I’ve made 8 and 1/4 hexipuffs in Patons Kroy Socks FX  which has quite delightful colourways and is quite possible the reason why I’ve knit so many. One of the colours was leftover from this sock project of mine and the other from this pair of gloves and during each I couldn’t stop knitting because the colours were always shifting and changing. It’s wonderful. You know you’re in love with colour when you find yourself drooling while knitting with self-striping yarn.

Yum.