This post is about those "rustic" yarns and fibers that have just that little bit of VM. I seem to have been working with those types of yarns for several projects in a row now, and I find myself in love. Now, I know that this isn't the common view - a quick browse of comments about the yarn used in Blaithin found people rather displeased about the presence of VM, and it is something I think people see as anathema to the softy soft wool of their dreams.
To me, VM is a reminder that wool comes from living, breathing, hay-eating, straw-sleeping-in creatures. It is easy to forget that (wool) yarn started out growing on relatively-filthy farm animals once it has been transformed into smooth, clean, sproingy, bright turquoise sock yarn (or other such creations). The presence of VM serves as a tactile and visual marker for both the origin of your yarn and the journey on which it has been.
In completely unrelated news, I either need to figure out a toe-extension for my sock blocker or I need to chop off some of my dad's toes. Men's size 13 socks are not for the week of heart, but the toe flopping off the end of a blocker does get the creative juices flowing: