Quarantine’s got me watching a lot of TV and, of course, knitting while I do. (Confession: I know most characters by voices and have no idea what they look like.) Knitting has been one of the few things keeping me sane. I don’t know about you, but I’m a wreck half the time. If I was better at feelings and verbalising, I’d explain why. Alas, I am not, so just like me, you get the ambiguity of only knowing I feel bad a lot. It’s easiest to classify it in black and white words such as those, even if it’s not a complete description.
One of the shows I’ve been enjoying is RuPaul’s Drag Race. Aside from the guilty pleasure of watching the drama (hello Untucked!) and reality TV, I love watching them grow. Seeing people find a family, connect through common interests, and letting themselves truly shine (literally at times), makes me appreciate when it’s happened to me. Hearing their stories and seeing them release a side of themselves that’s strong and beautiful, without judgement or shame is empowering. I always admire that. I think in all of us, there is some glitter, even as a hard core jeans and t-shirt gal (who actually hates glitter).
It was through this I realized: knitting is my Drag. Knitting lets me be bright and glittery and ridiculous and free. It lets me tap into those parts of me that I’ve reduced to illogical and therefore irrelevant. It helps me with my emotions. There’s something about the rhythmic clicking of the needles, the slow creation from nothing to something, that helps me make sense of the world. Watching a tangled mess of yarn become a item of warmth and security…. Yeah, I’ll make it through, clothed in pandemknits.
So I ask you, what’s your drag? What lets you be fully and completely you, lost in beauty and emotion and confidence? If your having a hard time with this pandemic stuff, I challenge you to find it. Find that thing that transports you beyond this world into a fantasy where you are queen (or king or quing or keen or whatever your best self is), and allow yourself to live there for awhile. Take a break from the news. Close your eyes. Take a deep breath. We will make it together.
And if you need some knits, I got you. I’ll take a piece of your drag in return.