
I'm not a fan of ironing. In fact, I have a horrible relationship with my iron. I go through irons like most people go through paper towels. Before I go any further, let me just say that I'm not a fan of ironing with an iron. I'll take Flossie, my vintage Ironrite Mangle ANY DAY over a newfangled iron. Irons just don't like me, and I don't like them. Don't get me going on the Rowenta Iron ~ JUNK. Tried two of them, and they lasted even less time than a cheapo Sunbeam from Walmart.
Not long ago, Sharon, from Rick Rack, a fellow member over at The Vintage Tablecloth Lovers Club posted something similar during a discussion of how cheesy many of the new irons are. She indicated that she now purchases hers at Estate Sales & Auctions ~ Good old sturdy workhorses-of-an-iron. Sooooo, this morning at an Estate Sale, lookie look what I found??! So excited about it ~ and it heats up super hot and works like a charm! Love the spray bottle attachment on the outside. Sigh . . . . . . see?? I'm not hard to please, really.





























