This all started when I read April's post
about being comfortable in her own skin, and I really like what she wrote. I was thinking about how old you have to get until you are completely comfortable with yourself, regardless of what everyone else likes, or what they think of you. I mean, I just turned 18, and I am pretty much entirely happy with who I am. There are little things, I could be skinnier, but that's for my benefit, not because everybody in magazines and whatnot tell you that that's attractive, but that would be entirely for my own benefit, to make me happy, no one else. A couple years ago, I really kind of couldn't say the same, that I wasn't comfortable in my own skin, but that was then. I really like myself, I really like being me. That's kinda like, my whole perspective for... everything. Just, being me and loving life because of it. I wrote an article about this and submitted it to the spring Knitty, I kinda tied it in with the whole knitting aspect, so if they don't accept it, I'll post it here. But, anyway, here's a big Thank You to April for writing about this. That up there is me knitting in motion, usually my normal state while knitting, although those Jeans might be replaced with Pajama pants or something, but basically, that's me.
What am I knitting, you ask? I had the urge to knit a sweater really bad this morning, so we hit the LYS, like we do almost every weekend, and I spend my voucher on enough Encore Chunky
to make this Gatsby Pullover from the Spring 2003 Interweave Knits:
The color I bought is black, I like black, I wear a lot of black, so this will just be a sweater I can be comfortable in. I really like this design. I have for a while, and have wanted to make it for a long while.
And I sign off with some more shots of me just being me;
First, the "I'm so nerdy" Pic:
And the "Musician" Pic:
And that's it.