Crimes Against Craft
The Knitted Trouser Suit issue.
WARNING: The following photographs may contain images of an adult woman wearing a cape and there may be something rather unfortunate going on in the crutch area of said cape wearing adult woman. (Click to enlarge at your own risk.)
WARNING: The following photographs may contain images of an adult woman wearing a cape and there may be something rather unfortunate going on in the crutch area of said cape wearing adult woman. (Click to enlarge at your own risk.)
Labels: Crimes against craft
posted by crafty at
10:29
11 Comments:
Can you imagine how COOL she must look when that cape is buttoned all the way down and she's flopping around armless like a fish out of water?
The knee-length ones are definitely the worst. Tucked into the boots looks pretty bad but worn with knee high socks is even more frightful.
I'm reporting you to the police.
You people shouldn't be allowed to get away with this, week after week!
Just for the record, the woman in the last picture, in the fetching blue suit (the police will like this one) actually epitomises my vision of what it would look like if I ever saw someone get slapped with a wet fish after they took 25 bex with a bottle of vodka. I can almost hear her singing in a squeaky, high pitched voice "la, la, lala".
Spooky, it's like my nightmare come to life!
I think it might be residual fear of these type of patterns that means I steer away from knitting anything in the clothing line except scarves...
Aunty Evil is so right. The pale-blue pantsuit woman is definitely a few Bex past the legal limit.
A wonderful selection here, Crafty! I am sore from laughter.
I seem to have exhausted my supply of horror. Besides nothing much could top these.
I would just like to point out that I'm pretty sure the knee high socks are also handknitted, I think it would be a pretty safe bet that she is also wearing hand knitted underwear. Head to toe in handknits, worse than head to toe denim? Now that's a topic for serious debate.
Uli I know what you mean, that's what kids and men are for isn't it? (Doesn't hold me back for long though)
Oy vey! I remember capes! My mom and I had matching ones circa 1970-71. No camel toes though, thank goodness.
The lady below Ms. Cape -n- Camel Toes seems to have been captured by a giant orange; it's given her complexion the sort of glow I usually associate with Cerenkov radiation. In the same photo spread we get to see how it's sent one of its horrible striped spawn to strangle her and suck out her brains.
It does make me want to whip out my knitting needles, but probably not for the reasons which the editors of that august publication had envisioned.
I have a soft spot for capes ever since watching Nanny and the Professor and The Partridge Family as a kid. But the camel toe? and wearing an entire outfit that's knitted? Not so much.
Imagine washing those long pants and capes and hanging them out to dry. They would weigh a tonne! (Althought the skull caps would be light)
Does it make you wonder if there is a connection between sixties drug use and seventies fashion? All that knit is making me hot. It is 95 degrees here and thought of wearing anything other than linen or cotton is appalling.
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