Subconscious colour selection

During our holiday we went to Hot August Nights, a vintage car show in Reno. Mr Z spent a lot of time wandering around looking at the cars and taking arty pictures, while I spent a lot of time taking pictures of my reflection in the cars...

...and admiring the colours. My favourite was this Skylark.

The picture doesn't do it justice. I loved the turquoise, of course - that drew me to the car in the first place - but then the engine parts in bright pink and purple just sealed the deal for me. Love. I decided I loved it so much, I would come up with a knit - maybe a stripey jumper - in the same colour combo, at some point.

(I also loved that it was a Skylark, mainly because the only time I have ever come across this type of car before is in My Cousin Vinny when Marisa Tomei is talking about it on the stand and I can hear her accent in my head, which makes me grin.)

Several days later, I went to Jimmy Beans armed with a shopping list which included Lorna's Laces Worsted in Wisteria colourway. They didn't have it, so I came away with four skeins in Uptown, which sang to me from its shelf hook and which I dithered over for quite a long time before finally giving in.

It wasn't until I got home and wound it that I realised....

It's my Skylark!

The funny thing is, I went to try and find a picture of the colourway online because I figured it would be a truer colour representation than what I could photograph, and it seems like this colourway usually has quite a lot of royal blue in it too. Not this dyelot. It's just a lot of turquoise and some pink and purple in there too.

I've had a look for Rav projects in this colour and the only one with any notes says, "I HATE these colours! Good thing the scarf's not for me..." *gasp* sacrilege! I am loving it. I'm designing a kimono-type sweater with it, in the hopes that it won't be too hot for me to wear. And it's the first thing I've cast on for since getting back, in spite of the fact I have the yarn and pattern all ready to go on two other projects, and a lace scarf in dire need of special attention.

For those of you with sharp eyes - yes, that's a properly wound cake of yarn, from a ball winder. Mr Z bought me one at Jimmy Beans for my birthday. It is so much quicker than going by hand - in fact, I had the swift whizzing at such a pace I thought it was going to break up.