I am nearly always proud of my knitting. But alas I take awful pictures so it isn't always obvious why. When people see my projects in real life I get oohs and ahhs. While my photos get squints and "Oh. Yeah. That looks nice." No. It isn't nice. It is the result of a master knitter plying her craft. See what I did there? Plying my craft. Gee, I love yarn puns. I am not much for the marriage thing but I find myself considering trolling dating websites for a photographer who will make my stuff look as good as it is for the bargain price of a few home-cooked meals and the occasional sex.
I present to you my latest frustration. A beautiful baby sweater I knitted for the daughter of my oldest friend in the world. I worked on it for months. Every stitch is perfect. I spent 6 hours just seaming it together. It made me want to get pregnant and keep it for myself. But in pictures it practically looks like an old washrag. Sigh.