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Wednesday, October 24, 2007

The Spirit Was Woolen (and Cate Cut a Steek)

At Rhinebeck last year I experienced an unexpected attack of reunionitis: that feeling you get (well, I get, anyway) at class reunions that you are 15 again and everyone but you has turned into an international investment banker, or famous knitwear designer, as the case may be, and OMG is that a zit??? I just know it is I can feel it OMG look at all those gorgeous shawls and sweaters what made me ever think I was a knitter?

I am easily intimidated.

This year was completely different, whether because I had sternly adjured my inner 15-year-old to stay in her room and read The Catcher in the Rye until I said she could come out or because I know a few more people now or... who knows, let's just say it was totally great. It began with Cate's cutting the steek in her gorgeous Autumn Rose, and just got better from there.


Cece meets the WoolyBabe. WB appears unimpressed by Cece's amazingly gorgeous beaded shawl, but she'll learn.


I get to meet a beautiful blonde woman wearing another stunning shawl, and promptly forget her name. I also meet Anne and Jess, who assures me that I'll get into Ravelry really soon. Her prediction is correct: I got in on Monday and have done nothing productive since. Thanks, Jess!


Justine and Denise are arrayed in knitted glory. Solomon, eat your heart out.


This one's for Dave. See, Dave? No room for doubt.

I have more pictures, but it's getting close to my bedtime. There was knitting, and there was shopping, but I was really quite restrained. Tune in next time for details.

15 Comments:

  • Woot! Woot! I'm afraid to put a name on that Dave photo. PWW? Hahaha. Oh, I kill myself.

    By Blogger Norma, at 11:17 PM  

  • We all have that 15 year old feeling sometimes. Glad you were able to keep yours at bay and relax and have fun.

    By Blogger Carole Knits, at 6:50 AM  

  • That is totally how I felt at Maryland S&W the first time I went. I just watched everyone and was waaay to nervous to actually approach anyone. Isn't it more fun when you actually hang out with people!?!?

    I look good holding little babies. I should make one of my own.

    By Blogger Cece, at 9:15 AM  

  • Ahh, isn't it nice when you start to ease into a situation? These wild fiber fests are SOOO much more fun when you know people. Hooray for blogging!

    By Blogger Roxie, at 9:41 AM  

  • I'm so sorry I missed you this year! Rhinebeck does seem to get easier each year. Maybe we are actually maturing :)

    By Blogger textilejunkie, at 10:39 AM  

  • When my inner 15-year-old needs a stern talking-to, I know who to call. For the most part, she stayed at home this time :)

    By Blogger Danielle, at 10:46 AM  

  • Yes, for sure, he's backside is his best asset. Not so good from the front...

    By Anonymous Dave Daniels, at 12:36 PM  

  • It's so much fun hanging out with your peeps. I'm glad you put your inner 15 yo aside and enjoyed the festival!

    By Blogger WandaWoman, at 12:50 PM  

  • Looks like you had a great time!

    By Blogger ikkinlala, at 8:25 PM  

  • Remember what my mama told me... everybody drops their drawers to poop. So. There. You are so amazing, just some people don't know it yet!

    By Blogger knitnzu, at 9:41 PM  

  • It looks so wonderful! I'm glad you had such a great time -- can't wait to hear more. What did Miss B think?

    By Anonymous Erica, at 11:29 PM  

  • heee - you got a picture of the guy on the horses! woot!

    By Blogger Liz, at 10:13 AM  

  • Glad you had a great time! I look forward to further reports!

    By Blogger Carol, at 3:07 PM  

  • Will I meet you in the lobby tonight?
    Oh.
    Right.
    No lobby.
    Rats!
    :D
    xo

    By Blogger Sandy, at 6:58 PM  

  • Nice summary. Do you remember what shawl in that group shot? Lovely! You are one of the few who got a front shot on that guy. Imagine being THAT supremely confident to dress like that and ride up that high (i.e. visibly) for a weekend.

    By Blogger Laurie, at 7:39 AM  

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