Once again into the ether of Net World, five peeps, I must share.
I just stumbled upon Rowan 46 the fall preview. Imagine, if you will, my joy. I was prepared to relax, and enjoy the post-coital glow of my Masterpiece Theatre porn. A ciggy, a glass of port, and maybe some hot sex. For that, my friends, is what Rowan does to me. Never mind I have a stack of ’em (they’re like my spank journals) that I never even knit from. I need my jones!!
There are three sections: Heritage, Folklore and one that I think is called DEPRESSION RECESSION!!
Heritage says it’s: “A quirky and slightly English eccentric collection inspired by the privileged classes of the 1920’s.”
Thorington should be renamed Carrington, because it reminds me of that bloody awful Emma Thompson movie Carrington, with Jonathan Pryce as the horrible author Lytton Strachey, and he had bad “piles” in that movie, and Emma kept having skeevy sex with other guys and looked like Buster Brown, kind of like the girl in this photo, and UGH, yes, there was a time I would go see ANY British film.
NEXT! Folklore isn’t even worth mentioning. They do this every fall. It’s folky.
But GADS, DEPRESSION RECESSION, which is actually called “Shadowland,” is NOT about C.S. Lewis or that movie about him with Sir Tony Hopkins and Debra Winger, no it’s not!
Here’s the description: “A dramatic mill location is the setting for a collection of contemporary easy to wear designs inspired by the hard times of the industrial revolution.”
This one is actually nice, but they look like they’re scraping their last farthings together:
Um, I want to know which one is “Cheadle,” because I love me some Don Cheadle, and I’m not seeing the inspirpation.
Well, forgive me, this is not the normal ladylike previews most of your knitbloggers give you, but I’m not a lady, I’m a tramp, and Rowan, ya’ done let me down. First Nicole Bobek gets busted for meth, and now this.
Where is a wayward tart like me to turn to for gentility if I can’t get it here?