Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Yay, diversity!

I freaking HATE ironing. I usually don't buy things that need to be ironed, but sometimes, you know, things just get wrinkly. So the other night, while it was one million degrees, I put on a Netflix, poured a glass of wine, and ironed and ironed.

And since I live with the Man now, and I don't want him to look like a hobo (he also hates to iron), I took care of his shirts:
Yes. Six slightly varied shades of light blue.Oh, the Man: he is so wild!

He has about ten more of these in the closet...

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