Sex. Knitting. Sex. Knitting. Sex.Er, whatever.

Some of you already know that Blue Gal, the blogger, is a knitter. This is not a knitting blog, however. But I did want to take this opportunity to let knitters who may be reading my blog anyway (cool) to be aware that I’ll be in Tacoma, Washington at the Madrona Fiber Arts Festival on the weekend starting Thursday, January 25. Thanks to Chris in Seattle who suggested I get in touch with some Drinking Liberally people, will do. Please, if you’re in greater Seattle, and I hope by now you have power, you poor dears, feel free to drop me a line and let’s make arrangements to meet.

Because it’s on topic, I’m gonna indulge myself with a little knitting post. Feel free to come back tomorrow if you only come for left wing politics and panties.

But oh, speaking of panties, those of you who are knitters probably read Knitty on a regular basis but honestly, knitting a man’s thong in Fixation? Geez.

We’d better explain the joke, which goes beyond that yarn’s silly name. Fixation is a cotton/spandex blend with a big emphasis on the spandex. It’s the stretchiest yarn I’ve ever encountered. I’d be afraid to knit with it, frankly, though a thong made out of same would be a “snap” and I mean that in the ouch way.



Okay, so what if I told you that the sexy come-hither finger in this photo is attached to a hand that is attached to a man who actually knit the sweater you almost missed because you were fantasizing about that, um, ankle?

Of course if you are a knitter like Blue Gal (and Figleaf, the guy in the picture who did indeed knit that sweater, in silk, ohgodohgodohgod….)

…then I’m afraid you noticed the sweater first. Are the stitches in those cables twisted? Is that plain ol’ trinity stitch in the center panel, ’cause it looks like there might be some little yarnovers, but then again, it could be the yarn. What size needles? Do you have any problem with the silk worming (it’s a knitting term) or felting? What about tension? How much give does silk have? Is it pure silk, or is there cotton or ramie or bamboo blended in?

But now I’m thinking about that finger. I don’t wonder for a single solitary moment what else Figleaf could do with those fingers. I am sure he can. The only thing that would recommend him more on that naughty level than knitting would be playing Hammond Organ, but I digress.

Sigh. And I hesitate to send you knitters to a sex blog, your virgin eyes, yeah right. But Figleaf is such a wonderful writer, he keeps the “nice” photos of himself below the fold, (where I go first) and this post is about erotic knitters in the news. What’s not to love?

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