But, I frogged back to the heel twice and they are finally done.

I used two balls of Knitpicks Palette, because these have been on my needles for so long that there wasn't black essential back when I ordered them.
Incidentally, I think I'm done with illusion knitting for a long time to come.

Whoa! Look! Hearts! And according to the mystic riddle at the end of the end of the pattern (props to Alice for always writing interesting patterns), Steve does, in fact, love me. Whew. And, because they are finished, Virginia Woolf will not haunt me. This is accurate because my days in literature classes are over. Whew!