New York is a bellwether city. It's an early adopter of whatever is new in business, food, pop culture, style and trends. This had me understandably worried when I crossed paths with this, outside my hotel:
It's not what you think. I'm not particularly shocked by the booties concept. What frosts my shorts is that they are NOT knitted. Yes, I think that alone qualifies as hell and handbaskets, all the way to fire and brimstone.
(I apologize ahead of time to all those who are tilting their head to the right, and saying, "Oooooohhh, how cute is THAT?")
The city presented an upscale picture of knitting adaptations. The Museum of Arts and Design had some superb examples of craft and imagination. The knitting bases were indeed covered. This picture looks exactly as it did to the nak*d Etherknitter eye. The fibers are gold, and they are constructed
"with a very thin gold thread, which [Giovanni Corvaja] knits into a mesh using a 3-dimensional technique he developed using 20-60 needles".
This brings new dimensions to knitting one's way to a gold medal in the Knitting Olympics.
Purveyors of more ordinary goods have caught on to the persuasive sales allure of yarn. This next example of New York marketing was titled "Pussy Footing around". Yes, it was in a display in a shoe store (Stuart Wei**man) at the Time-Warner center. I think the marketing geniuses have also figured out the cat thing.
No trip to the Big City is considered finished without managing to fall into a few yarn stores. The teaser from the last post was a cone of fine laceweight merino. It followed me home, along with three other cones. The front cone is Geelong lambswool, in a heavier laceweight. The other two fuzzy cones are laceweight alpaca in black and dark grey. Please tell me that this purchase wasn't a surprise to you.*
I did get to Purl. The Koigu selection was sparse. The Blue Sky alpaca was sumptuous and delectable, as was the Fibre Company's Road to China yarn. However, nothing leaped into my hands long enough to make it to the cash register, so I left with no new stash acquisitions.
The tourist literature in the hotel room showed ads for a new yarn store on the Upper East Side, called Knits Incredible. It wasn't. The stock was midwinter picked over. I almost bought some lovely Claudia sock yarn. But the woman snarling at the desk provided enough miserable customer service, that I put the yarn back and left. Rude, curt, unfriendly, unwelcoming, unhelpful and mean does not motivate a transfer of assets from my house to hers. I could only shake my head in amazement that the store would spend big bucks to advertise, and then follow up with bad karma.
*I really wanted some laceweight alpaca in a very light grey. Although Habu is discontinuing this yarn, they suggested they could order it for me. The catch was that I would have to order a full pound. Are there any knitters out there who would take four ounce quantities if I did this? It's 435 yards/ounce, $4.85/oz plus shipping to me, then shipping to you. Email me if you are interested.