Under the influence of Grayson Cabernet Sauvignon, I bought the Ralph Lauren sweater last night. I think it's beautiful, and worth every penny. Considering the yarn, and the time and effort expended, the original price would have been worth every penny for a hand knit item. Upon request, I've knit some things for people and I've never charged more than the value of the yarn-never taking into consideration how many Rudee hours have gone into the item. When I look at items others have made, I usually think a work of art is worth the asking price. Even though I'm sure this Ralph sweater is mass produced, the yarn alone makes it worth the $50 I purchased it for. But really, what was I thinking? I tried it on at the store and though the mirror didn't lie, my wine addled brain told me I could fix that horrible hem. Ralph, what were YOU thinking?
Here are my options:
- Wear it as is, because even though it makes my arse look enormous, darling, I'm fabulous as is, and so is this sweater.
- While wearing it, tell everybody I decided to go off my meds.
- Undo the side seams (machine sown), and unravel the hideous hem. Finish by knitting a 2 X 2 rib.
- Steek and hem. I've never steeked a thing in my life, but Elizabeth Zimmerman recommended a lie down afterwords to get over the shock. This leads me to think that such a treatment may give me the vapors.
- Find the receipt and look for something that highlights my assets in a more humane manner.
What would you do?