It was a special occasion, so I bought a beautiful silk top because it was on sale and because I cannot resist deep olive green on sale. Unfortunately, I found the prettylittlecamisole in a pile of To Be Washed. The pile grows exponentially. It's hard to keep track. It could have been there for weeks, suffering.
I assumed that the Dry Clean Only tag was more of a garment care suggestion than a rule. I see that my reasoning is faulty. I don't know why I think my washing tactics will alter the outcome: Well, I use detergent and put it on a delicate cycle with cold water. Sure, I have jeans in there, but denim and silk go together like wampbabaloopmahbawopbangboom.
Except that they don't.
Like most of my Dry Clean Only items, it emerged from the washing machine a tortured version of its former self. Imagine a tissue from last winter, crumpled in your pocket. And then imagine that you threw the 2-ply to the ground and stomped on it. Wrinkled. Bruised. Lifeless.
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4 comments:
I feel your pain. I've lost a great new garmet (or 3) to a similar fate. WHY do we have to dry clean ANYTHING?!
Hey, why don't you see if you can score some ads on your blog like dooce? I mean I think you would be a candidate for dry cleaning stores, or woolite or maybe even a nudist colony.
creepy, Bob.
i just laughed outloud..yes a rare occurence, but it happened.
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