i don’t believe in irons

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Remember when I told you that I don’t believe in printers?

Well, I don’t believe in irons either.

For years – years! – I owned an iron. In all that time, I probably used it only a handful of times.

So when I started purging my stuff, I got rid of it once and for all.

who’s afraid of a few little wrinkles?

I seem to have issues with anything iron-related. I also got rid of my hair straightener in my purge. I lack the kind of focus that’s required to make things perfectly flat, whether with my clothing or my hair. I lose interest before the job is adequately done.

I actually learned how to “properly” iron in my eighth grade home economics class. Once the class was over, I promptly forgot everything I learned. Something about lift and press.

Meh. Life’s too short.

So now I try to only buy clothes that don’t need ironing. But sometimes I buy something that would look better if it was. I end up wearing it slightly wrinkled until I ultimately get rid of it.

I’ve never figured out that whole “hang it in the shower” thing either. (Please enlighten me if you have. I’m just left with a steamy bathroom.)

the great ironing incident of the 1990s

I think my aversion to ironing started back in the 90s. My mom had purchased this beautiful black velvet dress for New Year’s Eve. She loved that dress. A few days before the big day, she decided to iron it. And even though my mom was an ironing pro, somehow the dress got singed. She was devastated. She wanted to wear that dress.

Instead of buying another one, she made an exact replica of the dress from scratch with only days until the big event. My mom was a superstar.

Perhaps this experience – while having a happy ending – scarred me into thinking that if I ironed something that I really liked, that I would wreck it. And since I didn’t inherit my mom’s sewing skills, I couldn’t chance it.

Regardless of the reason for my affliction, when it comes to ironing – ain’t nobody got time for that.

P.S. The dress that my mom made by hand is one of the few things that I’ve kept of hers. It’s a reminder of her true spirit and perseverance. Yes, I could get rid of the dress and still remember the story behind it. But I don’t want to. When I do, I will.

17 thoughts on “i don’t believe in irons

  1. Alison

    I’m with you in the no-iron camp… I found some work shirts at Express that are wrinkle free and look great. And the hair iron/straightner only burned my ear and left me with a strange hairdo of sort of straight hair in the front and curly hair in the back. Not the look I was going for!

  2. Jason

    Hang a shirt/pants, etc. on the back of the bathroom door. Turn the hot water on full pop in the shower, and the steam that’s created will help get some of the wrinkles out. From experience, it won’t work on something that’s very wrinkly, but is effective at getting some wrinkles out. Just don’t forget about the garment too long, otherwise it’ll become damp and will need time to dry.

  3. Koliti

    Hi! The whole “turn on the HOT water and let it run” in the bathroom sounds like a whole lotta WASTED water. If you believe in clothes dryers…then take a wash cloth or hand towel, throughly wet it and wring it out so it’s nicely damp but not dripping, and toss it in the dryer with your wrinkly clothes for 15 minutes while you do other things.

  4. living lagom Post author

    Thanks Jason…but I think I’ve found out why I never did it properly – I would only leave the clothes hanging while I showered. I’m with Koliti on not wasting too much water…I’d rather save it for my bubble baths. :)

  5. living lagom Post author

    Agreed Koliti – which explains why it never worked properly for me. I wouldn’t leave it hanging long enough due to eco guilt. I kinda believe in clothes dryers. I mostly line dry. But if I run into a pickle (is that even possible???), I’ll give your tip a try! Thanks!

  6. Caitlin

    I’m with you! My mother had a shit fit when I told her I wasn’t moving my iron with me to my apartment. I wear the same jeans all week to work; this is not high society. I ain’t got time fo’ dat.

  7. living lagom Post author

    That reminds me of something else I don’t believe in…ironing jeans! I’ve never understood that. Defo ain’t got time fo’ dat!

  8. livingsimplyfree

    I can’t say I love ironing, and I don’t iron clothes….but in my big purge I held on to the iron for fabrics. I will make a pair of curtains or an occasional quilt and need the fabric pressed. I did get rid of nearly everything for my hair from the blow dryer to the curling iron.

  9. living lagom Post author

    If I’d inherited my mom’s sewing skills, I would’ve kept the iron. Right now, I’m testing whether or not I believe in blow dryers since I can’t remember the last time I used mine.

  10. Jean

    I keep my iron for similar reasons. It’s an old electric iron I got from a childhood neighbour, so to “steam” I have to sprinkle water on the cloth. I mostly use it for repairs, like fusing seam-reinforcers and iron-on patches. (I just threw out my only pair of jeans, which were about 11 years old. I had patched them mostly around the back pockets and one knee.)

  11. adventuresintheherenow

    I never iron my clothes – I prefer things that don’t need ironing. I pay someone else to iron my husband’s dress shirts (and it’s worth every penny!) There’s no way my very proper, always-be-prepared, husband would ever let me get rid of the iron (or the stupid ironing board, which I hate much more than the iron, since I have no broom closet or laundry room in which to store it). I only use my iron when I’m sewing. I gave up quilting partly because I hated all the pressing. I think that, for myself, having an iron tucked away somewhere is worth it. But that stupid ironing board…! (no, hubby won’t tolerate a mini board or a towel on a table)

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