…it’s this damned yarn that has thwarted me yet again. Three projects, two prior froggings - WHEN WILL I LEARN?!?

Gauge was spot-on, even post-swatch-blocking (which I actually did this time, y’all), but after a few minutes on the human body, this fiber grows and sags and conspires to look as unflattering as possible. Look at those armholes! Just look at them! You could fit a watermelon in those armholes with room to spare.

That said: To the thrift store with ye, dear Windlass. Perhaps we shall meet again under better circumstances not involving a cotton-bamboo blend.

A quicker knit than my Ravelry counter suggests, as my fickle nature couldn’t decide on a pair of buttons.