Brea in progress

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If there is one bag which is very addictive to knit (and again, and again, and again), it has to be Brea. Oh, my, I LOVE IT! And that is while knitting it in double-stranded acrylic Zeeman yarn (yes, loads of Dutchies are gasping and fainting at the moment). This is going to be a test of my knitting, sowing and putting together a bag skills, so I decided on just raiding my acrylic stash and inheritance to knit the first one (I have to get bags coordinating with ALL my outfits, of course...). I still have to hunt down a cool button, strap and fabric (we're off to the 'Kringloop', recycling store, to look for a bike for big S, but I've got ulterior motives, lol), but this pattern is a keeper! I might do the braided strap if I don't find a nice broad strap, or just use one of my old belts which I never use...

Preview of where I am now!

Comments

Anonymous said…
leuke tassen
en ''gewoon''van zeeman wol
hartstikke leuk!!
September 2, 2008 at 2:57 PM
Anonymous said…
Mooi!
September 3, 2008 at 6:19 AM
MoniqueB. said…
Oh je maakt hem! Te gek. Ik heb hem lang geleden een keer gezien (berocco?) en vond hem wel mooi. Goeie kleur heb je gekozen.
Nog 23 te gaan?
September 3, 2008 at 10:13 AM
Anonymous said…
Ziet er hartstikke mooi uit!
September 4, 2008 at 5:46 PM
Anonymous said…
Hij ziet er super uit!
September 7, 2008 at 6:29 PM
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