My bff is one of those rare people who used to knit, and was very good at it, but doesn't knit anymore. One of the first things she ever made was a pair of argyle socks. I think that's pretty impressive, for a newbie knitter. About 30 years ago, she made a Lopi sweater similar to this one, for her husband.
He picked the pattern and yarn and she poured her heart and soul into that sweater--it's really beautiful. He. Never. Wore. It. She never knit anything ever again.
She is still pissed off to this day. I don't think I blame her.