I made this. Yep I really did. Feeling smug about it? Never.
I saw it and really, really wanted to make it.
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The pattern is a Sirdar one from the first issue of Simply Crochet magazine which, in my opinion, is a bit of a disappointing read on the whole but this pattern did catch my eye, looks a bit vintage and very (very) pretty indeed. So I found some soft and lovely yellow-gold yarn and started to make it for my niece Ella, who was one at the start of this month.
I thought this would be a nice keepsake for her, or if I want to get with the times (dahling), an 'heirloom piece' (yah, yah, dahling, yar) which to me is a thinly veiled attempt to give old tat a pretty name in order make hoarding more socially acceptable. I for one say NO to keeping crap in my house and have a healthy relationship with my dustbin.
I digress. The cardigan. Oh my pretty.
Started making it at the right size for Ella, 1-2 years and about halfway up the first section it was looking suspiciously small, got Betsy out of bed and attempted to wrap it around her middle and yep, way too small. Sniff. I had to rip it all the way back to the flouncy bottom border and start again. I was gutted.
Plus I was rapidly running out of time so had to bloody carry on didn't I.
I had a party deadline for the Saturday and so spent Friday night frantically stitching the sleeves (which turned out a bit long...my bad) and sewing it together so I could block it overnight. Saturday morning I found some pretty pink ribbon and threaded it through whilst fretting and fussing and feeling like it wasn't quite good enough. Mr P rather helpfully pipes up "it's a funny colour yellow isn't it?" because he always knows the right thing to say in a stressful situation!
The Birthday gal arrived and had the decency to be wearing something to match the 'funny colour yellow' surprise (good girl) and thank all the stars she put it on and it did fit her, well all except the sleeves which were definitely too long but sleeves were made for rolling up weren't they?
She then proceeded to crawl around with glee, perhaps because she had now become even more flooradynamic, very cute, very quick and very lovely.
I don't think it'll fit her for long, I'm a bit gutted that the sizing was so off but hopefully she can keep it and know forever that her aunty Emma did sweat and fret for weeks to make her something pretty for her first ever Birthday.