This is how foot fetishes start.


That's what D said when I showed him my finished sock. It was a marathon! There is something exhausting yet exhilarating about making socks. And I never even liked socks before. Everyone is right...the homemade ones feel magically delicious. It's like wearing a soft, cozy mitten on your foot. What's more...it's cheaper than buying socks. The yarn I used cost $2.99 (for a huge skein). I think I have enough for several pairs of socks.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Wow, that sock looks very toasty indeed.

As for the thriftiness, it seems everything you do yourself saves money: grating your own cheese, for example, instead of buying the pre-shredded kind :) Hooray for doing things old-school.
8:35 AM
Roxanne said…
I see Caro was right in her prediction. ;)
8:58 AM
Anonymous said…
It's bee-yoo-ti-full! The best thing about handmade socks is you can custom fit them, so they are just as snug as you like.
9:06 AM
This suzy said…
That's so cool! And I'm assuming you could make them as long as you wanted, so you could have longer ones for winter? Or thigh-highs? lol
11:49 AM
Bearette said…
Kitkat - thanks! I like your new profile pic.

Rox - she was!

Molly - yay! My sock is a tad on the loose side, but I actually like that :) I might make the other one a bit tighter and see which is better.

Suzy - yes indeedy. I am a fan of the low sock, though :)
12:10 PM
Anonymous said…
I LOVE cozy socks. So does Alex. The fluffier they are, the higher they fly when he tosses them into the air. :)

I'm so impressed by everything you've made. You're practically a knitting professional. New career? Maybe you could make a line of yoga knitwear, or some stylish fingerless gloves for those of us who shiver through the summer in the office air conditioning...
12:42 PM
Mz.Elle said…
Hooray!
That looks awesome.
You've got quick fingers!
12:55 PM
Bearette said…
Liz - that's so cute! he's an endearing little guy :) i've thought about selling things, but i'm not sure if i'd enjoy the knitting as much. maybe a little website thingy someday.

Ms. L - thanks! you're right; i am ruined for store-bought socks ;)
2:02 PM
Caro said…
You're an addict. Mwahahahaha.

And thigh high ones would be kinky in a strange sort of way.
9:38 PM
Bearette said…
Caro - LOL. too bad i don't have the patience for 'em ;) i always wear ankle socks anyway.
10:23 PM
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