It's a poncho! Size 5mm needles, loads of Phil Ruban ribbon yarn in
chocolat, and a few movies* so we don't tire of all that stockinette stitch.
Poncho pattern from Phildar. Apparently, pants are optional but cowboy boots and hat are a necessity. Giddy-ap!
The poncho isn't for me, but for my sister, who is 18 months my junior, studied fashion design at Parson's School of Design in New York City, writes, does artsy stuff, lives in an exotic city and wears smart things such as fedora hats with her hair up tucked into a twist. She doesn't knit, but she has a fancy sewing machine that she knows how to use. Just the kind of person who would wear a glossy, flowing poncho with fringe. And I'm the one who's gonna knit it! Send
tuiles aux amandes.
On another note, guess who wore his
tweedy coat today? Today was perfect tweedy coat weather, so the kid wore his for a visit around the
deuxiéme arrondissement of the city. And
here he is standing by a little fountain he loves to watch whenever we pass by it. (Immediately after I took the shot of him posing, he surprised me and a few passersby by
starting to dance. Right there, in front of the fountain, he did his Elvis the Pelvis impersonation. What a funny kid. He obviously associates the camera with dancing. Gee...I wonder why?)