No, it hasn't hit me that way... we're still together (though it's debatable for how much longer if he keeps lippin' off about my knitting skills)
True to my non-conformist ways, the "curse of the boyfriend sweater" has affected me in an entirely different manner... a really annoying stretchy one.
You may remember that, while it took me almost two years, I managed to finish Leo (from Knitty) in Debbie Bliss Alpaca Silk. It looked like this:After a few months Dave kept saying "is the neckhole getting bigger?" A little self conscious about my knitting skills, I kept denying it. I denied it until I could deny it no more... if I had put the sweater on, you'd be able to see the top of my cleavage. It had stretched... apparently alpaca and silk have no memory and are best used in things that don't need shape or tension...
He still goes on about it.. how the neckhole was getting bigger and I kept saying no, and he knew it was getting bigger and how he was right and blah, blah, blah....
So, anyway... he shows up this weekend and he's wearing the lovely socks I made him for Christmas.
As the evening wore on, I noticed something.... they looked like like the slouch socks I was famous for wearing from 1990-1994 (and the colour always matched my shirt). THEY STRETCHED TOO!!! (They are cotton... and apparently cotton stretches too... thanks for telling me that before I knit them mom. I'm not knitting with anything but merino from now on!)
So of course, he started going on about sweater again, and how everything I make him stretches.... and how it's not his fault, it must be my knitting skills... blah blah blah.
I'd like to make him a new pair, but if his attitude doesn't change he ain't gettin' squat. (Plus knitting up a new pair will really throw a wrench into my UFO August.)