I knit these soft, slightly heathered socks while in St. Louis out of yarn from Knitorious (which is a lovely friendly little brick shop on Watson). They are modeled here by a young Lear who promptly threw them in the laundry. I told myself I would pick them out the next time I did wash and throw them in the hand wash basin. But what do you know, someone did the wash for me - all the wash - and then dried it. I cannot bring myself to photograph the results.