HG likes socks. He likes knitted socks, but they're just socks, right. Its not that he doesn't care about the amount of effort that went into knitting them, but he expects them to behave as socks. Most importantly, they shouldn't demand any extra care or attention just because they came off a set of dpns, rather than from Sears. The first time I saw my handiwork thrown into the tumble dryer with the rest of HGs laundry I panicked. I expected all manner of disasters, unravellings, shrinkage to child size -- but no. The socks weathered it just fine and came out silky smooth and looking, well, just like regular socks really. Which is what they are.
HG, just like the Yarn Harlot's (http://www.yarnharlot.ca/blog/) Joe doesn't hold any truck with overly patterned or fancy socks. They can't have too much colour or detail either -- definitely nothing girly. So I'm knitting a pair of Earl Grey socks for HG right now, which, because they were designed for Joe are perfect for the sock obsessed HG.
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