There are certain things I always want to say about myself:
1. I am laid back.
I am certainly not laid back. If I have ever told anyone this, it was most definitely a boy, as I feel it makes a girl much less intimidating. What girl says in response to the "tell me about yourself" question: "Well, I am as uptight as they come." Not ever this girl, I can tell you that. But the truth is out, I fear, and it is that I, Rachel Bee, am as uptight as they come. There. I said it. I digress.
2. I love being pale.
I don't. I want to be brown. Very brown. Like California dreaming Barbie brown, with long flaxen hair and a fuschia bathing suit. I love to lie out in the sun- for us Southern girls it is right up there with pecans, Ronald Reagan and blonde hair.
3. I am sweet.
When people describe me or the gentleman who lives with me as "sweet," it is a fact: she doesn't know me very well. It starts with my voice- a girl who has a speaking voice like mine can't possibly be sweet. She can be nice, but sweet? No. The alto is always the villain. I want to be perky and smily and sweet- but again, I must confess: if you see me out and I have a smile on my face, I am probably laughing. I am probably laughing at you.
4. I am cool.
Really, I look cool. I do. I know this. I am interested in cool things and I wear cool clothes and cook trendy meals- but this girl spent way too much time alone in her room as a kid. I am tragically nerdy.
5. I grew up a tomboy.
I am a girl. The girliest of girls. My swimsuit coverup as a kid was the apron I wore with my Easter dress. I played with Barbies and forced my brothers into playing with them as well. My favorite movies are dancing movies, my favorite colors are pink and purple, and I love Jane Austen. I adore wearing dresses and skirts, curling my hair and playing in makeup. I recently told someone that if I had an actual day off- I mean, a real day when I had no access to hobbies or cleaning- I would spend an hour doing my hair, another doing my makeup, pull out all of my clothes and do a fashion show in my room (see again #4).
For whatever reason, the idea of growing up all dirty and masculine and then blooming into this surprising, beautiful woman seems completely romantic to me. Don't get me wrong- I have attempted androgeny (see high school senior year), but my well-developed (ahem) femininity was all too apparent, no matter how short I cut my hair. So, I have indulged: I have invested my chocolate-swooning, lace-loving, bug-hating self into nearly everything I do. I do hair and makeup for a living, because if I wasn't doing yours for money, I would be doing my own for fun. I dust cakes in pearly powder and pipe flowers and hearts as I feel somehow it will make your day. I knit ruffled snoods and dot them with silk and netting for that extra-special, extra whimsical je ne sais quoi...
Well, see for yourself....
Obviously, it is backwards here. I was hoping my husband was not trying to get my hair in the frame, as this is my signature "second day" hairstyle, and most days it is a big, knotty mess. But here...today...not so bad. Maybe I should give a tutorial on this 2-minute "do." You can do it. Believe me.
As for the snood, I had an idea for this in my head- and it started by casting on as many stitches to my needles that I possibly could, which in this case is 120 (on a size 13). I knitted for a few rows in stockinette stitch- maybe an inch and a half's worth, and then maybe at around row 5 I knit 4, K2tog, and repeated to the end of the row. I knit a few more, and then gradually worked down to a size (knitting stitches together as needed) that would just fit over my head. I continued in a rib stitch until I was satisfied with the length. I sewed the two ends together, folded it over, and then sewed the part that rolls down, down. Toss something pretty on there, do some quick embroidery, and call it a summation of today's title: girly.
I recognize that the "pattern" I pretended to give you up there was pretty pathetic, and in the future I vow to write down my patterns as I make them. Really.
6. I always keep my word.
Have a beautiful day.