I talked to my friend Ady yesterday. The socks I gave her fit perfectly, and I wish I could say the same for the ones I am knitting for myself by way of replacement.
Maybe I'm just too distracted to be designing my perfect socks right now?
Anyway, after I took that picture I frogged them back to the toes, added four more stitches to each one, and moved forward, resolutely ignoring the fact that the stitches are no longer sitting evenly owing to the yarn being so kinky now. Sock #1 is ready for its gusset, and Sock #2 is my travel knitting for today, and I might (ha!) still have a new pair of socks to show you on Monday.
The ha! is not just skepticism. I got distracted by some other mohair socks stuff in the stash I'd been saving for a hat until I came to my senses. It's an older Fleece Artist kit for mittens or socks, and the idea is to knit with a strand of mohair that's been hand-dyed in the same colours as a strand of blue faced leicester.
What I love about the Fleece Artist ones: soooo pillowy! and all the fuzz is sitting on the purl side for reasons I'm not questioning. They are going to be so soft and warm when I finally finish them in May.