Now that I'm getting into the routine of "showing my socks" on Thursdays, I'm putting an extra bit of thought into my sockware selection. Today I picked this pair...
and yes that is Big Dude's tail in the picture. He was a bit clingy this morning. Anyway I have lots of socks made with self-striping yarns. I LOVE LOVE LOVE self-striping yarns. This particular yarn is DROPS Fabel from Nordic Mart. You can find it here. This colorway is Candy Mix. I am particularly fond of the chartreuse olive-y green stripe and the fuchsia stripe and the hint of orange. A great color combo that I wouldn't have thought of.
This yarn is inexpensive and you can machine wash/tumble dry. Very easy care. Also I went out of my way to NOT match the stripes. After knitting the first sock, I took the ball for the second sock and rewound it so the stripe pattern was reversed from the first ball. Fraternal twin socks!
Do you match your socks to your outfit? I confess I do. Today I'm wearing a turtleneck in that same chartreuse olive-y green color. I always like to coordinate my socks to my outfit. I blame this OCD tic on the fact that for 12 years of my life I wore a uniform to school every day. Twelve years of white blouses (mostly with Peter Pan collars - I still love them!) and a jumper or skirt in some boring shade of navy or grey or a combination of both! YUCK! These outfits were accessorized with a sweater or blazer, again navy or gray, and knee socks in navy or grey. In high school I rebelled and wore socks that were green - I got a detention. Somehow nuns don't have a well developed fashion sense.... which should have been very apparent to me since they only wore the same black and white clothing EVERY SINGLE DAY. Sheesh I was clueless.
Anyway to this day I feel the need to coordinate my colored clothing. The fact that I have very little grey in my wardrobe reflects on how I associate the color with school uniforms. I tolerate navy because denim jeans are mostly navy. But I do have a soft spot for white blouses. There is a nice selection of white tops in my closet. And to cap off my high school years, I along with several other girls, burned my school uniform - a grey plaid pleated wool skirt that I HATED - prior to our graduation day. Hey, other gals were burning bras back then - the '70s were happening! LOL!