I’m so envious of my friend Robin because she has her very own Miele mangle.   It is a miracle machine that actually makes ironing fun.  Give me a glass of wine and a pile of “flatwork” (sheets, towels, napkins and tablecloths), and I’m in domestic heaven.

I’ve noticed that clothing styles have become progressively less respectful of an iron.  I don’t think wrinkles do anything for us.  Isn’t it enough to have them covering my face?  It seems illogical to keep the  look going in my wardrobe.

I was immediately drawn to the pin-neat apparel on artist Amy Sherald’s engaging subjects.  Her style makes me want to get out a can of Faultless spray starch.

Gallery representation: Richard Demato Gallery