My mum's knitting machine weighed a ton and you had to physically wrestle with it to make it spew out clothes – something only my mum knew how to do. No one else was allowed to use 'the beast' ('It is so very delicate, Sabine!'), which incensed wild dreams of creating missoni-esque patterns on it in me. But I forgot about the machine and moved on to hand-knitting… until I spotted John Rocha’s a/w dresses on Blindcopy. Next thing I remember was having signed up for a machine knitting course at Central St. Martins in January. Believe me, I'm so beyond excited (& do hope they have modern machines for clumsy people).
background picture: diy; boots: fendi, worksuit: mum's cellar, yellow t-shirt: la redoute, turquoise vest: knitted by mum, scarf & gloves: diy