AKiCiF: Help Rolanni take care of her clothes

[rolanni]

Quite some while ago, I took "Girl," which was at that point in history a required course, failed, and never retook it. Yes, I have lived most of my adult life with an Incomplete on my record, though in practical terms, it matters about as much as calculus, another skill I managed never to acquire. Mostly, I get along fine without both, but occasionally my lack of Feminine Wiles(tm) catches me up, as it has now.

I have purchased a very nice shirt to wear to the book launch (here's a picture). When it arrived, I tried it on, decided that I liked it very much, that it did fit, and hung it up on a hangar. It turns out that this is not how I ought to be treating this kind of fabric, but I'm at a loss as to what else to do. If I fold it up and put it away with my t-shirts, the tie is going to get crushed, and the whole thing will likely get crumpled, and -- sigh.

Suggestions on how to store this thing until its hour in the sun arrives -- and after, assuming the party falls (just a little) short of Inspiring the Bards?

Abundant Spanish Aunts.

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[rolanni.livejournal.com]

...and I'm wrong, having thought about it and finally placed the room in my head. HomeEc in *junior* high. I was on a combination business/honors track in high school, which they sort of had to handmake for about six of us,and Home Ec had to be sacrificed in favor of the core double-class central to the Honors course.

...now if only I can remember what that was -- it was team taught by the English and the Social Studies teachers. . . Eh. It'll come to me.

[nlbarber]

I spent about 3 days in Home Ec in 9th grade, when they failed to find enough students for a Latin II class and defaulted the girls to Home Ec and the boys to Shop. I was not allowed to switch to Choir as my other elective was Band, and those two couldn't be combined. I ended up with a year as a helper in the library.

During those 3 days in Home Ec, the class was learning which side of the place setting the knife went on. Gah!