The domestic task that boyfriends frequently request of me is the ironing of dress shirts. Ususually last minute before a thesis defense or a talk or a presentation. There are a few domestic tasks that I can do - ironing does not happen to be one of them. I live my life wrinkly and I like it that way. Ironing the darts and pleats in shirts, figuring out how to do the sleeves ... I am bewildered. From talking to my mother it occurs to me that the proper use of starch might help in the ironing arena, though I have no clue how this is done. There are many mom skills that I wish I had like knowing where stuff is:
"Mom do you know where the ---- is?"
"Have you checked under the ---?"
"Thanks Mom!"
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Starch works miracles. Just spray it on and then iron. World of difference.
My mother told me to send the dress shirts out no matter how poor we were, but I still have to do the casual poplin shirts.
It's pants that get me, though.
Ya got something goin' on to look spiffy for? Or S does, for that matter?
MV: Startch first, then iron. Got it!
BBFK: S gave a talk to an Amnesty group in StL about Darfur. It went really well with a turnout of 80 people in a horrific rainstorm. We overstayed our welcome and the security guard kept shutting the lights off on us.
My Grandfather was a tailor and one of the first things my mother taught me was how to iron. If you want to find out let me know.
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