Yes, I’m often intimidated by inanimate objects. For example,
SaranWrap™ is not my friend ….
~ nor are linen slacks
…..or pretty towels.
Towels, you say?
You know … those with an impossibly smooth finish, boasting satiny trim. I once spent a weekend with a friend whose guest bath contained these objects d’art. Honest, I was inclined to use their T.P. to remove my makeup!
What shouts, “Comfort!” around our house are several aged, nubby towels— worn from too many wash cycles -- thirsty critters, unafraid of the occasional lipstick stain, grubby palms, what-have-you.
Of course, they go into hiding when “proper folk” stop by!
These excerpts from an olden magazine pretty well define what I’m trying to express:
“To be in fashion, a towel must be new; and I find that I have very little affection for my towels until they are old.”
“Company towels? Have them better than the family towels, if you please; but be sure to have the family take the “new” off. This may be hard on the family, but the wiping guest will love you more and leave behind a blessing instead of a reproach!”