my $6 iron is my sewing nemesis. i am constantly talking smack to it about how it is the least hot iron known to man and how much i hate it and how worthless it is at its job: "this piece of junk literally couldn't melt ice cream" and "if we ever have some panini's that we need to flash freeze, i know what appliance we can use!" (most of my sentences include some form of food).

well, saturday night my little toastmaster showed me just how hot a "cold" iron can be.

ouch. nothing like feeling metal pulling away from your sticky-melted skin.

touche, my iron (who shall henceforth be named "irony"), now please attack my fabric creases with equal gusto.


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  2. Oh my. Hope it doesn't scar too bad!