Stop right, now.
I can’t. I keep telling myself to stop, your hands are hurting. Stop, you need to sleep. Stop. procrastinate. delay.
I am a little bit excited [I guess more than just a little] on how my ‘dress project’ would come out. Though I am not really sure of how each part would progress. Every time I cut my yarn to proceed to the next step, I hesitate but I cannot just stop. I am not even thinking, I am not even counting. My hands are moving on their own. I am hooked.
Today, I am able to progress a bit. The right side already has ‘sleeves’ with dainty picots to adorn the armhole. The picots were unplanned too, as well as the horizontal strip of lace I crocheted as back part and base of the sleeves.
(I originally intended it for a ribbon (perhaps?) or the band below the bust line, then it ended as the back part).
This is what I call, crocheting as I go. No concrete design, just a goal, a quick learning curve, and eagerness to please myself.
And delightfully, today, I already have chiffon to line the dress. The color is in nude, to match the cream wool blended yarn I am using. I have three yards of this, to allow room for mistakes, since I am not a hustler in cutting fabric, and from experience, I have messed up too many times.
Now, I am imagining how my project will look like if I am able to finish the skirt. Doesn’t it look nice?
On the same note, I just recently rediscovered an old video of me and my friends singing the song: Stop, by Spice Girls – here’s the link: http://lcdazo.multiply.com/video/item/5/stop-mtv-by-mgs.mpg