I was walking through a yarn shop the other day and saw what to me was a HIDEOUSLY HORRID yarn. (Said fiber will go unnamed so that no one is offended and I don’t get sued by the manufacturer.) I thought to myself, “Who would buy that, what on earth would they do with it, and why would they even want to?” I kid you not, mere moments later another patron walked through the door, made a beeline for the shelf, and scooped some up. Apparently, she LOVES that yarn and uses it to make some sort of purse. (I still can’t envision that being at all attractive…) This got me thinking though about yarn personalities.
If I were to lay several balls of yarn out on a table and invite the knitters close to me to choose a skein, each would be drawn to a different fiber. This is because not every knitter likes every yarn. We are like addicts with drugs of choice. I can with almost 100% certainty predict what is going to turn on my friends:
NorCal Gal would immediately pick up something soft, probably worsted weight, machine washable, and blue.
Mom would go for a self-striping sock yarn in jewel tones, or perhaps a new color way of dishcloth yarn.
The Aunt would want something cheery, a novelty yarn that she could use in a garter stitch scarf, most likely a chunky weight.
I would look at the ball bands and pick an unusual fiber…or alpaca, anything in alpaca, and probably orange.
Princess or Prada would grab something glitzy and glam…fuzzy or sparkly…and then hand it to me since neither one knits.
This way every yarn eventually gets knit…just not by every knitter.