I learned to crochet when I was 9. At that time I made a countless amount of rugs, table covers, doll blankets and so on. Then I stopped. I didn’t pick up a crochet hook for 6-7 years. But after I graduated from the university, the urge to make something useful with my hands came back to me. A lot of changes happened at that time. One of them was our move to Mexico 2 years ago.
New country, new language, new life. The first thing I set myself to was crochet. I had the clear idea in my head – I want the white crochet dress. Three weeks later I put it on.
No patterns, no books, no numbers. I just let my crochet hook flow on its own. The design was being created absolutely spontaneously. The decision to insert the lace pattern on the back and on the neckline came out of nowhere, the shaping seemed to take its own course, without my supervision.
The result? It’s one of my most favorite dresses of all time. It fits me like my second skin.
My first crochet garment. It will always be dear to my heart. It’s raveled here.