I don't remember where I first got the notion of making knitted pants, but once I did, I just couldn't shake it. I got consumed with the idea and imagined how delightful it could be to prance around in soft wooly pants that I made with my own little sticks. That's right, prance.
I started hunting the internet for free patterns for knitted pants, but I couldn't find any. Lots of links to BUY expensive knitted pants, but that misses the point. I need to MAKE MAKE MAKE my knitted pants to truly enjoy them.
Finally, I found a seller on Etsy who had a vintage pattern (it looks like it's from the 60's, but I couldn't swear to that). The sizing was weird (in case you didn't know, our standard sizes have changed quite a bit from then to now) and the needle gauges were off (knitting needle sizes have also changed since then), but after checking some conversions and doing some math, I sorted it out.
I bought some deliciously chocolate cashmere yarn and set myself to the task. And these pants are glorious. And I love them even more because I made them. And I want to show them to the world!
However.
I feel compelled to tell you that I nearly cropped this photo because I wanted to hide my chubby thighs and little potbelly. Like nearly every red-blooded American woman, I have some real body issues.
But, you know what? I thought to myself, "Fuck it. I have to look at these suckers every damn day and my chubby legs get me everywhere I need to go and my little potbelly holds all the delicious food I eat. I love my jiggly little body."
So, behold my snuggly knitted pants! AND my slightly imperfect body! Hooray!
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