Who moved my crease?

I cannot iron my clothes to save my life. Not that I would decide to iron my clothes when my life was in danger, as a last wish. But like I said, I cannot iron clothes to save my life. Why? Because it HAS to be perfect – when it comes to creases in clothes. For starters, I myself cannot make a straight crease. When I realize that, it’s too late to rectify it for that wash. And when I wear it, I always know at the back of my mind that my creases aren”t straight. Most of my friends tell me that they didn’t care to notice. Other friends pretend they didn’t hear the question. *Sigh*

The laundry guy was no good either. He never made the same crease twice! At the end of the year, my trousers and shirts had a strip thick as bandaid that served as the crease.ย Mom has always been there to help me in this aspect. She does a wonderful job. Simply brilliant, actually.

I haven’t used an iron since 2001.ย Thank God for wrinkle free and permanent crease wear.

And don’t even get me started on cleaning mirrors!

Just buy a new one!

Just buy a new one!

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4 Responses to “Who moved my crease?”
  1. Deepika says:

    Haha! Nice one! That’s one of the few things I miss so much from home: well ironed clothes. And when I unpack my suitcase from home, I don’t even feel like wearing the ironed clothes coz I’ll spoil the smoothness. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Debleena says:

    abey OCD housewife…you probably have a hard time cos of the length of your trousers ๐Ÿ™‚ ( I said length not breadth)

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