What was paris like you ask?
Well for the 30 odd hours we were there it was slightly disorienting, though I still found it enchanting. Of course I also managed to find my way to a yarn store... more specifically La Droguerie. http://www.ladroguerie.com/ I'd been there once before, years ago, but didn't buy anything because I was shy and I don't speak French. Well I've overcome my shyness as you can see.
Yes, I'm holding a La Droguerie bag, full of both alpaca and blue tweed. Here are some of the beautiful kids sweaters, beads and ribbons on display.
The yarn is shown in hanks on hooks, you tell them how much you need and they disappear and bring you back the appropriate amount. It's quaint and somehow terrifying at the same time. How do you really know you're getting enough? I'll let you know whenever I get around to the project this yarn was bought for. (Don't hold your breath) It was a lot of fun.
What did I knit on while I was away? A very simple tank top I was hoping to wear when I got back. It's this one:
from South West Trading Company, though I was using different yarn. In fact I was using a hand dyed variegated yarn. We all know what you're supposed to do with those right? Alternate the yarn, either from two balls or from the innie and outie part of the ball. What happens if you don't?
That my friends is called "pooling" although I think mine looks like an oilslick. See how much further I went, just as if that oilslick didn't exist. That's called being on vacation. I truly didn't see it until I got home. Paris was that pretty.