I finished my Color Affection shawl yesterday. It's a striking piece and looks great on my dog. Not so sure about me, however.
I just don't seem to be one of those women who can pull off a shawl. They remind me alternatively of Little House on the Prairie and my junior prom. Mostly I just want to shed the damn thing so I can move. The Color Affectionate does fit well on my shoulders much to my surprise, probably because it curves at the top. It falls to my waist in the back. That's okay, I guess.
But the long trailing pieces that are supposed to hook over my arms bug me. I never know what to do with those on a long wrap, since I'm afraid the edges will get into something. Remember Tony Soprano's girlfriend setting her kimono sleeves on fire whilst making egg beaters? YIKES!
I guess I'll have to wear it out into the world and see how it feels. For all the time it took to make, I wish I'd knitted a sweater. This project offers more proof that I am a sweater knitter at heart. I've got a few of them up my not-too-long sleeves. Stay tuned.