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Knitting a Tee I Would Wear

 That 70s Tee (https://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/that-70s-tee) is one of my most well-loved finishes ever. 


 

To this day I don't know what made me do it the first time and if I will ever do it again. I watched the designer Janine McCarty's podcast before and I guess I was convinced that having it in my wardrobe was good for my well-being. Well, knitting the different parts and piecing them like a puzzle was challenging, to say the least, and there were stretches of time where I thought I would lose my mind. 3 years after I bound off, I decided I wanted it shorter so I frogged and knit it to a cropped length. The variegated yellow yarn pooled in some places but I don't really care because the experience was a true testament to how patient I can get when I put my mind to the task at hand. And I really love the fit!


 

 

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