The last time I ironed anything was all the way back in 2001 because, quite simply, I hate doing it. Even then, I only ironed my school uniform button-down shirts because the principal would shout at us. The moment I went off to college I never so much as plugged in an iron again, and I haven’t missed it at all.
Except, in recent weeks, my eight-year-old daughter has asked about getting the wrinkles out of some of the clothes she wears to school. For her, and only for her, I went on a hunt for an alternative way to get rid of the wrinkles from clothes, without having to miserably spend hours every week ironing a big pile.
