Finally finished 'er up. My expression in these photos, though literally due to the apparently arduous task of taking my own picture, suitably reflects how I feel about this sweater--conflicted, concerned...let's just say: the jury's out, and Fifi may not have Henry Fonda on her side.
Here's my litmus test for a handknit: if I wear it to work, and not one person says, "I like your sweater" or "cute sweater" or "did you knit it?"--I worry.
It could just have been that it was the last week of school and I spent most of the day I wore it sequestered in my classroom reading junior research papers that are a graduation requirement and thus engender more procrastination than any other paper my students write all year long...but I also nipped out for a couple of hours, taking my last bit of personal leave, to attend Mr. D's kindergarten graduation, and Not One Kindergarten Mom said anything, either.
So here's the fence where Fifi sits: A great knit, a fun pattern, entertaining to work, should be flattering to my body type...but I think I picked the wrong yarn. The Shine Sport just doesn't have the body that is needed for an overall ribbed sweater at this gauge: it flops and flows; it doesn't cling. I don't know if I should have used Shine Worsted, or Comfy, or if I should have gone all the way and bitten the Rowan Calmer bullet (though, expense aside, I REALLY don't like Calmer's color palette).