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...
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
ReplyDeleteI 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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