Kelley Deal is writing a knitting book.
Kelley-fucking-Deal.
I think I just drooled a little bit. This is where I might sound a bit obsessive, but dear god, I love the Deal girls. A few years ago, MissK and I went to see The Breeders, and being dorky fans, we waited for them afterwards.
Because I am so adorable when I am drunk and overcome with girly squee-ness over one of my favourite bands (trust me, I am), one of the sisters kissed me. What started as a peck on the cheek turned into something I will talk about forever (she smelled like egg salad... and I liked it). Sadly, there are no photos.
Anyway, MissK and I have always disagreed whether it was Kelley or Kim who couldn't resist my charms. I thought it was Kim, she thought it was Kelley (hey, it was dark! and, you know... drunk).
Now, I don't care who it was, I just wish I'd gone up to their hotel room to talk about gauge squares and the best kind of cast-on...
(In other news, I am slack. But I am still knitting so don't give up on me!)
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