I've been knitting on Hopeful again. For all my talk about only knitting on things I want to knit I found myself knitting on Hopeful yesterday, and only Hopeful. And resenting it the entire time. I wanted to finish the bodice before I forgot what I was doing. So here it is. My finished bodice.
I seriously hope the collar takes up more room than I think it's going to. The neckline is still down to the bottom of my bra. If the collar doesn't offer some serious coverage I guess I'll have to wear this sweater with a black tank top under it paired with a black pencil skirt.
There is really no end to my displeasure with this pattern. I understand that it was originally created for a woman who has a petite frame and short torso. I am not a long torso-ed freak. I am five foot six, with a very average build. I'm on the slender side, but not abnormally thin, just average. It frustrates me that I have to do this much fiddling. And this pattern does not lend itself to fiddling. Plus I've been on the knitalong, and everyone there is having trouble with the collar. Thank goodness for Marnie Maclean and her well written modifications. Otherwise I'd stop knitting right now and eBay the yarn. I'm that frustrated with it.
Of course there's always the possibility that I can't knit, and I should mess with patterns. I should just knit them as written.
Or Boyd's around here somewhere. (For those of you who are new here, Boyd is my archenemy. He is a mean-spirited, twisted, ugly circular needle who often does bad things to my knitting. And he controls the weather.)