For many male knitters, cross stitching in public has been just the confidence boost they needed—not to mention, the mental health benefits of slowing down.
“The first time I knitted in public I felt immense relief. Hiding my knitting needles in my pockets was uncomfortable and dangerous.”
Mister Scruffles has been admitted to the hospital twice in the last year for puncture wounds.
“I used to only knit in private, or on weekend trips to Grandma’s. I’m sorry to say that it used to be, well, embarrassing. I could never take credit for the compliments I received on my knit wear.”
Scruffles first noticed a fellow male knitter at the Trident Cafe in Boulder, Colorado. He remembers the day clearly.
“He was lost in a passion of burnt reds and oranges, attempting a complicated double cross stitch. I thought: never again shall I hide my needles.”
This uprising trend comes with the turn into wintery days.
But not all are warmed by this notion.
“I just keep hoping my boyfriend will make me a scarf. Scruffles is letting all this attention for his public knitting affairs go to his head. All he’s interested in is wearing black rim glasses, and not making me scarfs,” confessed long term girlfriend.
To spot a real live male knitter in all his glory, try frequenting Trident Cafe during the day while everyone else is working. But don’t get your hopes up for a cozy gift; they seem to be in it for a hip looking gender norm take down, and maybe a hug from Grandma.
Editor: Brianna Bemel
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