Hey there! I was going to post some pictures of vest innards today, but when I opened up the laptop, I found a series of 12 heart-shaped, perfumed, sticky-notes on my screen. Now that I've opened up the windows and aired out the place, I think I'll share the message with you:
Dear knitters,
It is with an overflowing heart that I address you today. The last two weeks have been a roller coaster ride of positive emotions as I checked the blog hourly for new comments from you, my loving public. As I read each new morsel of positive feedback my eyes glistened with emotion. Can it be that I, a lowly knitwear model, have been able to bring this much joy into the hum-drum lives of common knitters? It seems so.
However, I have some sad news for you. After many sleepless nights and much mental wrestling, I have decided that my real calling is that of an academic. True, being a heart-throb vest model has it's perks (the congratulatory phone calls from heads of state, the fainting women, and those free cases of pomegranate-flavored mineral water, to name a few)...still I feel I owe it to all academics, and historians in particular, to share my overwhelming handsomeness in a classrom setting. The next generation needs to know that you can be fabulously good-looking and firecracker smart too. Therefore, it is with humble gratitude that I, and my chiseled good looks, turn this blog back over to Elli and her knitting.
xoxo, Thunkie
Oh, what the heck...here's a picture of the inside of the vest:
toes for scale
EDIT: This is the real Thunk writing ... the above is a common forgery. Pay it no heed. I will, of course, in addition to my career as a historian, still be available for photo-shoots and private wool parties (for a small fee).
