I just got my first new pairs of socks in about fifteen months and it is fucking awesome. I feel like I am walking on air. Soon, they will be wrecked by handwashing like all of my other socks, but right now I am getting far, far, FAR too much enjoyment out of my new socks.
If I were rich and wasteful, I’d wear new socks every day and just throw them out at the end of the day.
I hate my socks- because even though I always get ONE brand in ONE colour they still all end up totally different, and I still end up having to spend ages finding two that match.
You haven’t really lived until you’ve spent a day in new hand-knit socks. Not only are they heavenly comfy, but they (can) look really cool, too.
It is impossible to have a bad day when wearing new hand-knit socks.
Now that Crocs are once again allowed at work, I’m not too bummed about it, but I currently own maybe two pairs of matched socks. See, I had this master plan about a year ago, and replaced all of my socks with about a dozen and a half pairs of the very same black socks from Old Navy, so all of my socks would match. Then the bf got the same idea, but it was cool because we lived together and did laundry together, and shared clothes occasionally.
But then we broke up, and I ended up with probably a grand total of 5 of the socks somehow. I don’t know how this happened, and now ON doesn’t make the same socks anymore that I was buying.
Bummer.
(I, too, am of the "if it weren’t so wasteful I’d wear new socks every day persuasion.)
You can use size 1 needles, but you don’t have to. My first pair were on size 2s and they’re still going strong. (right, big size difference there)
The great thing about knitting socks is that they can be as mindless or complex as you want them to be, and they’re the ultimate portable project. I’m not the world’s fastest knitter, and I don’t have much knitting time available, but I can whip out a simple pair in less than a month.