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The gorilla chest vest - a sOctober diversion

After knitting three pair of socks in a row- all from the same sock book Interweave knits Favorite Socks, I thought it was time to take a breather, and decided to knit a handspun vest for Leon. He called it the Gorilla Chest Vest, after a song Monty Burns sings in the Simpsons. Scarily enough it does look a little like gorilla. I'm using Barbara Walker's top down formula and loving it. For handspun I cannot imagine anything better than the formulas of designers like Elizabeth Zimmerman and Barbara Walker. And working with Barbara Walker feel like she is in the room talking to me, suggesting what I should think about and discussing design options with me.
I'm up to the bit where I join and then knit in the round until it is done, so I don't imagine it will take very long. regular sOctober programming wit recommence at the completion of this project. In other news - I slipped and bough some yarn. From Spotlight. I was there buying tulle, because I want to try a new way of washing fleece, as the merino I ma trying to get clean is rather sticky and more difficult than the Corriadale I have previously washed. On my way through I saw their Moda Vera Noir self stripping sock yarn on special. I'm in love with self stripping sock yarn, but I try not to buy it because I like to knit complex pattern and the results of combining these two loves is rarely good. But at three dollars a ball? I've knit with this before and it makes very nice long lasting socks, and also really fun baby garments. I might make another pair of socks for my father with the dark yarn and something fun out of the brights for myself.


See My Vest

Burns: Some men hunt for sport,
Others hunt for food,
The only thing I'm hunting for,
Is an outfit that looks good...

See my vest, see my vest,
Made from real gorilla chest,
Feel this sweater, there's no better,
Than authentic Irish setter.

See this hat, 'twas my cat,
My evening wear - vampire bat,
These white slippers are albino
African endangered rhino.

Grizzly bear underwear,
Turtles' necks, I've got my share,
Beret of poodle, on my noodle
It shall rest,

Try my red robin suit,
It comes one breast or two,
See my vest, see my vest,
See my vest.

Like my loafers? Former gophers -
It was that or skin my chauffeurs,
But a greyhound fur tuxedo
Would be best,

So let's prepare these dogs,

Mrs. Potts: Kill two for matching clogs,

Burns: See my vest, see my vest,
Oh please, won't you see my vest.

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