You don't have to tell me. It is crazy to be knitting white cotton socks. But honestly, these are just shorty ankle socks and take up about two or three evenings each in front of the TV, so why not?
I thought you might be amused with some of my outtakes from when I was trying to get a photo of these socks. After all, really, how hard could it be, propping the camera on a small pile of books, and simply putting the feet in front... it's not like I have to worry about a bad hair day or a weird facial expression or anything. But I didn't count on the determined stealth attack of this creature, desperate for a little quality one-on-one time with the household provider of all things good and fishy... and she will not be denied her stab at supermodel-dom...
Ankle socks; like all my socks, adapted from the Ladies' sockettes in the Patons knitting book C11 (a circa 1960's publication), knitted from Rowan cotton glace 100% cotton, shade 726