My girlfriend’s birthday is in October, and now is the time of year when I start to think about what I want to knit for her to celebrate the occasion. We’ve been together for a year, and I felt like it was time to knit her a sweater. She likes cardigans with zippers. I found the perfect pattern. Look how amazing Cookie A’s Chicane would look on her. I even started mentally squishing yarn and thinking about what colors would fit most seamlessly into her wardrobe.
Then. Enter the Sweater Curse.
I don’t know if you’re familiar with the Sweater Curse, but it effectively states that if you knit a sweater for your significant other, the relationship will end.
I’m not a superstitious person. I researched. I read. I lived in denial that this was real. But in my quest to prove the Sweater Curse wrong, I realized something. I’m happy. Why would I jeopardize that for a sweater? If, and do mean if, the Sweater Curse exists, why would I put my joy on the line just to be stubbornly in denial of the power of knitting?
All that said, Sam is getting gloves for her birthday this year. Grey and yellow by Belyse by Ysolda. Heartbreak dodged.