I have a confession to make: when I’m not busy kicking ass and taking names as Batgirl (or even as Padmé), I knit. Like a grandma, in bed, watching Belle and Sebastian. It sounds twee as hell and it probably is, but I don’t care. I genuinely love turning a couple of skeins of yarn into a really smart cardigan that everyone covets:
tres magnifique
I’ve always been a crafty gal, drawing, knitting, sewing, painting, writing music, whatever. I just love making things. I’m also hopelessly addicted to a few knitting magazines, like a true granny, and the e-zine Knitty is no exception. This morning in my inbox was a quick note from the editor, along with links to the Knitty Surprises, little bonus patterns they put out between seasons to keep you coming. I was just checking out the hand knit, somewhat anatomically correct heart when I noticed this ad:
Really?
Oh my god, there is actually a comic book — excuse me, graphic novel — about a knitting superhero.
Who’s been ripping off my life?
