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Look, if you ask me in person, I’ll tell you that I hate to iron. I’ll swear black and blue that it’s one of the suckiest, most pointless chores ever. But the truth is that I actually quite enjoy it under some circumstances. Those circumstances being that I’m home alone and have a few shirts to iron.

I’m glad that I went to a private high school where formal uniforms were compulsory and ironing was part of my everyday life for five years. The only side effect is that I’m happy to iron formal shirts (preferably blue) and that’s about it. The idea of ironing any of my other clothes is terrifying and ridiculous!

Shhhh, hippies don’t like to iron, so don’t go telling anyone that I sometimes do!