I knit. Incessantly. Ruthlessly. Relentlessly. Unapologetically.

I make scarves for those I love — and they are always either named, themed, or both, and they always bear a single vintage button on one end, which is wooed, pursued, and specially chosen from sewing notion sources all over the globe. For my East Coast loveys, I make New York scarves — and all that that implies. And for my West Coast homies, I make them LA style — and all that THAT implies. I scour the knitting world over for just the right yarn — best texture, best color, best weight. I spare NO expense in my hunt, either time-wise or money-wise. This all probably sounds very lofty and ludicrous to the uniknitiated, but you must understand: these scarves are intended for EXTRAORDINARY people — so they must be EXTRAORDINARY, as well, as when I am done with them, they will both embrace and adorn someone who is beloved to me.

It took me over a year to find the perfect yarn for this currently in-progress LA scarf — that has a Planet of the Apes vibe…Mid-Century Acapulco Futuristic Primitive, with a single olive-green vintage button I unearthed at the yard sale of a delightful old witch in Pasadena. Its spacey design in conjunction with its retro color and matte surface is DEAD ON and I very nearly wept when I found it. The colors of the yarn are dark and masculine all — conjuring up images of my father’s private study in 1967… that is, if my father had had a private study. He didn’t, you see, as we were Poor Sicilian Trash living above my immigrant great-grandparents in Rochester, New York — but if he had, I just know that it would have evoked these same masculine hues, except, of course, for the very odd, very unexpected, tiny thread of Apricot running throughout, weaving in a tiny tendril of the much-needed Feminine…just like the person for whom this scarf is being lovingly created, one stitch at a time: Miss Jackie Beat.