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Date archive for: February 2013

Blurry-voyance

One of my favorite shows right now is Girls on HBO. It’s about twentysomethings in New York City. The dialogue is sharp and the story lines are astute, but really every episode could consist of all the characters yelling, “WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!” at each other, and the show would be equally astute. My twenties weren’t as dramatic as theirs is, and fortunately my love life wasn’t as complicated, but the perpetual state of frustrated confusion was certainly there.

As I close the door on my twenties, I’m still unclear on what I am supposed to be doing, but I am a little more comfortable with the tenuous state of affairs because lots of people still don’t know either.

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An Unexpected Twist of Fate

Today I threw caution to the wind and put two items of clothing in the dryer. The instructions advised line drying.

What inspired such reckless behavior, you wonder. Well let me tell you.

The two items of clothing were “lounge wear.” So they were casual attire. I never fathomed that clothes designed for comfort or exercise would have finicky washing instructions. And today when I was doing laundry and saw the label, I was at first flabbergasted.

“Line dry?! Cool iron if needed?! You are a hoody!”

Then I stared at the hoody. “Why stop there? Why not dry clean only, your highness?”

So I gave it some further thought: if these lounge clothes could not sustain a journey through the dryer, they had no place in my wardrobe which is already too full of high maintenance clothes. I debated returning them to the store. Then I had an inspired idea: I would put the clothing through a trial by ordeal. The Gods would determine their true merit.

I washed them with like colors, and then when the time came, I put them both into the dryer on tumble dry. But that didn’t dry anything. So then I added time and changed the temperature to medium heat. When the wash was done, I would know whether they could be a part of my closet team.

They both shrunk. So, the moral of this story is to check washing instructions before buying an item of clothing.

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