Today while at Imagiknit while I was winding some yarn I listened as a couple looked through patterns. They were searching for a cardigan for her to make for him.
Man: I don't like that.
Woman: It's a tunic. (long pause, accompanied by that annoyed look that I love to give to John). You are Tunisian.
Later in their searching he picked out a sweater that I caught a glimpse of. It had a Mr. Rogers vibe in a neutral color with some sort of knit/purl pattern. Queue the annoyed look/pause combo and then, "What are you 50?" He looked to be around 35, as did the model in the photo.
I was wearing my Sleater-Kinney is for lovers t-shirt today, probably my most favorite t-shirt of all time. I have to say that I was pretty surprised at the number of people who stared at my chest trying to understand what it said. I have worn this shirt before, but perhaps not downtown during the height of tourist season/during the lunch hour. Two people admirably asked me what it meant. One replied with a shrug and the other said, "I've never heard of them," then laughed. I laughed, too, although, you know, I had heard of them. Another woman looked at me and said, "Sleater-Kinney" and gave the universal nod of acknowledgment.
Hey! Hello to my friend Laura, who found me through the magic of the internet. Check out Laura's blog documenting her trip from Hawaii to SF! Did I mention that she made this trip on a sailboat?