Hat

I've just recently taken up knitting – for the second time, kind of. I learned how to knit when I was six or seven, you see, but haven't really done anything since my initial not-quite-a-scarf. It wasn't all that hard to pick it back up again, though. I just started two or three weeks ago, and already I've got good stitchwork and am beginning to experiment knitting on circular needles – that is, two needles connected by a big long thread that mean you can sew things like socks and hats.

But why would I try to take up such a habit? It's rather feminine, really, and I tend to eschew things like that. Aside from cooking and baking (and those two really don't even count in this day and age), I don't do much that's classified as girly. Never played with dolls (booooring), never bother with makeup, and I don't even know much about the basics of hairstyling. I do know how to sew and can embroider things, but being handy with a sewing needle is a useful skill. I also have a weakness for crafty, pretty things. But not even this weakness can fully explain why exactly I'm learning to knit.

You see, I want to knit a hat. A cunning hat. A hat such that if a man walks down the street in a hat like it, you know he's not afraid of anything.

It will be a positively garish and ugly thing, and my boyfriend will wear it and love it each minute he does so.

Heck, I might even make one for myself. It'll be awesome.