It’s no secret that I’m a bit of a nerd when it comes to learning things (as long as it’s something I’m interested in). And last year, when I’d decided that I wanted to learn to sew, not only would I do a crash course over the Easter weekend, but I’d do it so well that I’d be able to make my monokini for Bacchanal Road on Easter Sunday.
I bought my supplies Thursday, then headed to the country to have my mother teach me a thing or two (million). Long story short, mission accomplished and the monokini was wearable and (in my opinion) super cute.
This year, we’re pretty much all in some level of lockdown and there was no Easter weekend party for me to sew something new, so instead I thought I’d teach myself to crochet. Now, I have a bit of a long history with learning to crochet, and I’d learnt the basic basics about 17 years ago. My family had a helper (like a nanny/housekeeper) that worked with us, Christine, who gave me a crochet hook and taught me how to slip knot and chain stitch, the basic foundation of any crochet project. Now I can’t remember if she stopped teaching or if I lost interest, but that was where my crochet education stopped.
I’ve always been interested in crafting though, and fooled around with a loom, exploring how to make mini tapestries as a kid, and knitting a scarf (I started two and never actually finished them). But this time I had an incentive to learn to crochet, because this time I was going to make a bikini.
If you know me, you know I’m obsessed with swimwear, so what more incentive could I want other than to know there was a (hopefully) cute bikini at the end of the journey. Because I like to run before I can walk, I looked up a crochet bikini tutorial on YouTube and went full speed ahead. Didn’t matter that I had no idea what “ch 14, sl st, hdc” meant, I started working on my bikini. And then, of course, I realised that it did matter that I had know idea what “ch 14, sl st, hdc” meant (chain 14, slip stitch, half double crochet btw) and that maybe I should slow things down and learn some of the basics.
It took a while to get the hang of things, but once I was confident enough in my single crochet and double crochet stitches it was time to start (again). I spent most of the long weekend working on it (with the same gifted crochet hook from 17 years ago), and from there I’d do a bit some evenings after work and then devote more time to it on the weekends. I finished the bikini top over the Easter weekend, and it took me about two and a half weeks of bit by bit work to finish the bottom.
Now that I’ve accomplished that goal, I’m trying to properly learn how to do more with it, including techniques and stitches and understanding the language and reading patterns. That’s a whole other challenge, but now that I know I can make something it’s much more exciting. I think it’s pretty safe to say, I’m hooked on crochet!