I was zoning out on the uptown D train this morning when the lovely young woman next to me tapped my shoulder and said, "Excuse me, but may I ask you where you got your set?" She pointed first to my neck and then to my folded hands (both wrapped in fuzzed-out Manos knitted goods).
Shocked, I replied, "Oh...! THANK YOU! I made them."
She widened her eyes and shook her head, "They're just beautiful."
Well! What a way to start the day! I was flattered beyond belief. Apparently, others get compliments all the time on my knitted items, but aside from friends and family, I'd never before received a compliment myself. As fashionable as knitting is these days, I still often question whether my preference for woolly, imperfect knits is chic enough for Manhattan. But having a sophisticated, hip, urban woman compliment me like that made me walk with new pride down Fifth Avenue.