More hard to see miniatures. Oh, yes. Here’s one:
See those ladies? Look at all those tassels! And that tassel belt! Spectacular! Boy, I wish I had one.
My husband is the Craig’s List guru. Or if not that, he’s at least pretty skilled. So when he found a tribal tassel belt listed, I jumped at it, and met a nice ex-SCA lady up in Kennesaw and bought it from her, along with some other things. Anyway. Back to the belt. I’d seen this sort of thing in photos on the internet, but despaired of ever finding my own. Here’s the lovely thing I purchased:
It was gorgeous, but unfinished. I wore it to dance class and then took lots of photos of the details, because then I disassembled it:
And got something similar to what the lady in the miniature is wearing. And then, because I’m silly like that, I thought – “this would be a fantastic apprentice belt!”
So I bought some green ribbon and sewed it on:
And voila! Tassel belt that is also stealth apprentice belt:
By day, I'm a graphic designer. By night, I'm a knitter. I'm doing my part to keep Hotlanta stylish.
I imagine that if you don't already understand the title of the blog, you're probably confused and perhaps slightly annoyed, but never fear - I do have a reason (and it's a good one). Having gone to hear Stephanie Pearl McPhee, and then having been inspired to blog about knitting, I found myself wondering what to call the blog. I recalled a conversation I had with Mouse and the Chicken Goddess about why it is a Bad Idea to anger knitters - this conversation was following SPM, aka the Yarn Harlot telling the assembled throng about Those Who Do Not Understand Knitting and Therefore Belittle It Much to the Chagrin of Others, or TWDNUKTBMCO, which is not the acronym she used but is the one I'm using because I forgot hers - that is, we are numerous and we all have very pointy sticks, easily transforming into an angry mob.
Therefore, knitters = angry mob.
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