At some point tonight I had a terrible realization - I'm an adult. Not just any adult, I'm an adult who owns napkins that require ironing. *Shudder* To be fair, I'm the only one to blame for this early onset lameness, I made the damnned things. They are lovely! But they require
ironing, like with steam and everything. I often have pleated skirts dry cleaned to avoid having to iron them. But I guess I'll have to buck up and embrace my stuffy adult-ness, I guess that can go on my list for the new year.
These are embroidered tea towels, dyed with onion skins to make them subtly pink. I documented the process in
this post last year, made with green thread and tea-dyed. So now there's eight iron-needing napkins in my house. Fabulous.
If anyone needs me I'll be in the kitchen drinking metamucil and changing my hearing aide batteries...
2 comments:
They are beautiful, and you should be proud. I only iron if it is necessary as I like to put it back in the dryer with ice cubes. My issues with lovely napkins - someone always stains them. And that goes for the table cloth too! LOL
I know! It's the challenge of having nice dining linens, that's why I don't have them start white, that an never end well...
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