My knitting mojo has been pretty weak lately. Last weekend I cleared all the frustrating knitting off of my TV-tray and sofa to cast on the Leaf Tie cropped cardigan minisweater object, in neither-serious-nor-useful bright aqua. It’s already 80% finished.
Leaf Tie will be my third minisweater for the year, and I’m vaguely bothered by this. I’m a little bit fad-wary, and I know should just leave the minisweater craze alone. Besides, Jenna says I shouldn’t wear them1.
So, that’s three sweaters of questionable utility, plus a fourth on the needles somewhere1. The astute reader will note that a full 75% of my collection can be blamed on one Stefanie Japel.
As a repeat offender, I’d love to know: why exactly do I keep succumbing to the questionable appeal of the minisweater? And how long do I have to wear four of them before they’re horribly, ridiculously out of style?
[1] My version is without puffed sleeves. I just can’t muster the neo-Victorian sullenness to pull that look off.