See Eunny Knit!

The body knitting for the baby fair isle is done:

It's misshapen and awkward-looking, pre-cutting. Speaking of which, I always end up thinking that steeks are so pretty, it's almost a shame to cut them.

But, heartless bitch that I am, I'll slice away. The most beautiful thing about steeking, really, is that it'll take a good many of these ugly, fringey, mind-numbingly numerous hanging ends

and zap! Neutralize the threat they pose, turning them into nothing more than pinned-down, defeated and limply dangling threads waiting for their date with the executioner - scissors at point-blank range. Muahaha! (Now, where'd I leave my monocle?)