I chose different variegated yarns and black to give it punch. It goes with everything because of the variety of colors and also because of the black in it. I did not follow a pattern, just started with a chain that would go around the neck and started increasing. Sorry! I didn't write it down because it was my first one and I didn't know how it would turn out.
Unfortunately, it turned out real well and now I don't remember how I did it all! I share it just as a bit of eye candy. And to give you an idea of how you can make one.
If you choose variegated yarns, choose two or three that have matching colors and yet also have different colors in it. For example:
Yarn 1- aqua, red, hot pink and purple
Yarn 2- aqua, red, green, yellow and medium pink
Yarn 3- aqua, medium blue, yellow and green
When you combine the 3 they will "match" and yet you will have a lot more colors int he mix and the result will be all the more attractive, especially if you use a dark color to give it some punch, such as black, navy or hunter green. That is what I did with this capelet.
Hope these tips get your creative juices flowing!
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
By Rudyard Kipling