The generous folks at FreeVintageKnitting bring you this charming knit pram set consisting of a jacket and hood, leggings and mittens in two sizes (6m and 12m.) We love the elfin hood and long to sew a giant pom-pom on its tip. The jacket is double-breasted, offering an opportunity to spotlight these adorable lucky Kelly green monkey buttons.
Category Archive: Knitting & Crocheting
And from the folks at FreeVintageKnitting……..winter is coming; knit a ribbed coat for your favorite pooch. The ribs add a dashing touch, reminiscent of beatniks and midnight doggie rendezvous.
“You know my girl just called me up
And she woke me from my sleep
You should have heard the things she said
You know she hurt my feelings deep.
I’m gonna buy me a dog
‘Cause I need a friend now.
I’m gonna buy me a dog,
My girl, my girl, don’t love me no how.”
(By T. Boyce and B. Hart)
This free knit child’s sailor middy top pattern by Crystal Palace comes in four sizes, 6m -9m, 12m, 18m -24m, and 2 years. We love the stripes along the sleeves and waist, the v-neckline, and the middy. This sweater would make any gurgling wee one into a hearty mate, calling out seafaring shanties and consulting compasses with the caption!
These vintage patterns from the folks at FreeVintageKnitting for 15” fashion doll’s knit clothing are the cat’s meow. Here is a pair of suave slacks and a spiffy v-neck cardigan for both Miss B. and Mister K, along with a chic Chanel-style suit for Miss B. These projects can be made with leftover yarnage, knit up quickly and would make fabulous additions to any child’s doll collection’s wardrobe.
These knit thigh-high stockings by Severina of VintageStitchORama are amazing, with lacy skulls and crossbones tramping up the leg from foot up to garter top.
Like Sparkle Moore says…….
“You should be labeled with a skull and a-crossbones
You’re a jinx to my soul, oh yeah
You should be labeled with a skull and a-crossbones
You’re a jinx to my soul, oh yeah
You’re a menace to women, better lock you up in prison
‘Cause you’re like child that’s drivin’ everyone wild
Uh-uh-uh, a big X that means a-crossbones
I said, a big X that means a-crossbones
My heart sighs, my heart moans
Then it cries and then it groans”
(By B. Morgan)
We all know at least one child who is convinced that they are a pony, and while away their afternoons galloping with their model horses up and down the hallway. Every wee horse fancier would adore these reins to wear while racing about! Tonya Gunn at LivingCrafts presents a marvelously easy-to-make crochet project, saying “We’ll guarantee hours of fun outdoors for your little ponies.”
Kate from Knitty has compiled a handful of non-profit organizations that needs hand-knitted items, and the generous folks at InterweaveKnits have posted another gigantic list of non-profits. This is a great way to help others, work your way through your yarn stash, while further developing your mad knitting skills.
Pamela from KatyDidKnits.com claims these are Jack Sparrow’s all-time favorite socks. I’m not so sure, but I’m positive that these are the grooviest striped skull and crossbones adorned socks you’ll ever see! They would be perfect to keep your tootsies warm while tramping about on All-Hallows-Eve. As Pam says, knit these up and then “Go sail the high seas and plunder a village or two!” (Click here for a PDF for this pattern)
Named after Yorick, the deceased court jester whose skull is exhumed by the gravedigger in Act 5, Scene 1, of Shakespeare’s Hamlet, this very dapper felted skull scarf was designed by the talented Kate Kuckro of Knitty.com. It is straightforward; one knits across each skull opening and then cuts out the yarns crisscrossing the eyes and nose without having to worry about anything unraveling. We love it in white, but imagine it would also look marvelous in a subtle bone-colored yarn.
“Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now?” (Hamlet, V.i)