Let Me Iron

I hate to iron. It’s the one chore that I despise. I will clean my toilet, my bathtub, my floors. But I won’t iron. (Accept when I'm at Melissas wedding. I ironed THREE times that weekend; which is more than I’ve ironed since high school.)

So randomly enough I came across a giveaway for this iron on Apartmenttherapy.com and I want it. Maybe I will win… and actually iron!!!?!?!

This is my entry:
“I don’t own an iron. I own a steamer. When I went to my best friends wedding a more prepared bridesmaid impressed us all with her steamer. I’ve been steaming ever since. As for an actual iron, no can do. When something can’t be steamed, I take it to the Lower East Side tailor and pay $2 for an iron (or the whole $8 for a wash and iron) This iron appears to be an iron AND a steamer. It looks like sweet nectar from the gods!”

Come on, Apartmenttherapy.com!!! Let me iron!