A mostly non-knitting related post

I try to keep this blog all about crafting, and there's a bit of crafting talk in this post, but the reason for the post isn't really craft related. Does that make sense? I didn't think so.

Anyway. I love the patterns on Knitty. They're fantastic. I've knit several. Some of them more than once. I have several more in my queue, waiting to be knitted up. In fact, it was the Caliormetry pattern that prompted me to take up knitting again.

Yesterday I was looking at their Fall 2013 edition, and came across this sweater. Isn't it fantastic? The leaves! The cables! OMG, the colour!

I love retro styled clothing. This sweater is adorable, and screams "BOMBSHELL!" Unfortunately, in order for me to wear it, it would have to be lengthened about 4", so that it at least skims my hips. I hate how I look in cropped tops of any kind.

But the sweater is not the reason for this post. The sweater is great. I love the sweater. However, I love her hair. Yes, I am a vain creature. I am always on the lookout for the perfect haircut, which, sadly, I haven't had in some time.

I used to have extremely long hair. I could sit on it. It was my security blanket. I treated it very gently, kept it up 99% of the time, braided it at bedtime, oiled, conditioned, and hennaed it. It shone like a mirror. I bought fancy sticks and forks to wear in it, since it ate hairpins and laughed at elastics. It had soft waves, not curls. If I wore it down, I looked I should be wearing Renaissance garb. Or dancing in a forest glade.

It also made my head hurt, and I couldn't wear it down without catching it on everything in sight. It took forever to dry, and my updo never stayed put, so I had to mess with it a lot.

So in 2010, I cut it short. It was a cute angled bob, very edgy. It also required a ton of styling, so I let it grow out for about a year.

Then I cut it short again, even shorter than the first cut. It required less styling, and was a bit more "me", but it was too much of a "mum who is approaching middle age" haircut. Again, I let it grow.

Back to the haircut in the sweater photo. I have different bangs than she does, but bangs grow fast. The problem I always had before with short hair was that the cuts didn't work with my hair texture. This is the back view of the sweater, which I absolutely love.

What really got me, however, is her hair texture. I swear, I'm practically looking at the back of my own head. She has the same loose waves that I do. I know how to style hair like this.

Unfortunately, I JUST got my hair cut. Knowing myself as well as I do, I will probably obsess over this haircut until I bite the bullet and get it done. It is short, yes. I keep saying that I want to grow it out again, but I'm just not feeling the love. That's part of the reason I dyed the underside of my hair pink. And I do love the pink. However, this cut... this is pretty much the Holy Grail haircut for me. It is what I've always wanted in short hair. And with minimal styling.

And it is a damned fine sweater, too.