Death Valley hat

picture coming soon!

you will need:

size US 9 circular needles (16 in.)

size US 9 dpns

worsted weight yarn

stitch marker, tapestry needle

CO 75

1. k2, p1 rib around for 1 inch

2. purl

3. k1, p1 to last st. k1fb (76)

4. purl

5. k1 p1 around

rep rows 4 and 5 until 5 in long.

dec rows: (switch to dpns when necessary)

1. p2tog, p2 around (57)

2. k1, p1 to last 2 st, p2tog (56)

3. p2tog, p2 around (42)

4. k1, p1 around

5. p2tog, p1 around (28)

6. k1, p1 around

7. p2tog around (14)

8. k2tog around (7)

break yarn, use tapestry needle to draw through remaining st, pull tight.

weave in loose end inside.

wear. enjoy. :]

Pookie and Leah bake

My friend Jordan and I like to bake things. And then decorate them.

Dream Hat

I haven't posted here for many moons... But I figured this would be a good place to put my very own free knitting pattern! I designed a hat. It's so dang simple but I'm in love with it. Thick and thin yarn is the best! Anyways, thought I'd add it to Ravelry and share it with the knitting world.

DREAM HAT!



Materials: size 10.5 16 inch circular needles and one set of 10.5 dpns
Yarn: about 90-100 yarns of any bulky weight yarn. I used di.Ve' Fiamma
Gauge: Well, I don't really care, but the label says 15 rows by 12 stitches in a 10cx10 cm square

CO 60 stitches. Join. Don't twist.
2x2 rib around. Rep 6 times.

Round 1: Purl all stitches
Round 2: Knit all
Round 3: Knit all
Round 4: Knit all
Round 5: Purl all
Round 6: Purl all
Repeat rounds 2-6 FIVE times

Decrease Rounds:
1: *k8, k2tog rep from*. 54 stitches
2: Knit all
3: *k7, k2tog rep from*. 48 stitches
4: Purl all
5: *p6, p2tog rep from*. 42 stitches
transfer to dpns
6: Knit all
7: *k5, k2tog rep from*. 36 stitches
8: K2tog around. 18 stitches
9: Purl all
10: P2tog around. 9 stitches
11: K2tog to last stitch, k1. 5 stitches

Break yarn. Thread tail onto tapestry needle, thread throught remaining stitches and pull tight. Weave loose ends.

Love your Dream Hat.

British hip hop

Making this quick.
I really like british hip hop right now.
the dialect REALLY adds something to it.
Soooo you should check it out? yeah. :]

Update from a failure at life.

So basically, I haven't been posting HERE because I suck and have no time to create anything postworthy.
Fortunately, I have a fresh new stock of fabric and a sewing machine to work with, so hopefully you'll be seeing something new soon.
If I don't get anything up, though, you have permission to stab me with a spoon, because that would mean TEMPORARY HIATUS.
Because, honestly, if I don't have time to sew, I won't have time for anything else on this blog.
I do have time to post on my other blog, however. So if you have to get a Leah-fix, then come by leahandthrwall.blogspot.com.

forever yours, November on
-L

P.S. Brian, I'm really just talking to you.
Nobody reads my blog.
Like I said, failure at life.

Pants To Swear By

Today I fell in love with the most wonderful pair of pants ever.
They don't appear to be anything special, just plain black (or brown or carbon) workout pants.
But oh boy, are they fantastic.


Lucy Studio Pant, $74

They are so comfortable and ridiculously soft and great to move around in.
They are also very flattering.
I bought them for marching in on cold winter percussion nights, even though we're in a gym, but now that I think about it, I'm going to wear them on an airplane.
Or at the supermarket.
Or at school.
Or at home, painting.
Or cooking or doing homework.
Or anywhere.
That's how much I like them.


Me in my studio pants at JFK in New York.
I look gross, but I have an excuse, it was a long flight.

Highly reccommended.
Plus the people at Lucy are really nice and helpful.
Sure it's an old lady store, but these pants are the bomb.

forever yours, November on
-L

Untitled.

How badly I wanted to lie with you on a beach in Capitola.
How fast my heart sped as I watched you yawn.
For too long I wondered how your skin would feel against mine.
Too much time spent wishing I could touch your hand, taste your lips, hear your breathing in my ear.
Somehow a lie fixes everything.
For some reason unbeknown to me, all is repressed.
Complaints gone.
Unease away.
And all there is
is you
and
me.
Lying on our own pastoral beach.

(I thought I'd take a stab at poetry.)

forever yours, November on
-L