I read that packing your clothing in plastic will prevent them from wrinkling in your suitcase. I have tried this on numerous occasions and GUESS WHAT? Your clothes still wrinkle! So I have given up, opting instead to have my clothes pressed upon arrival at my destination. If your destination is humid, sometimes the creases take care of themselves. I will let you know how my theory works in Miami. Tomorrow.
Three verifiable things about me. One. I am an only child. The concept of sharing, therefore, is foreign to me. Two. I am a Virgo. The sign regarded as a perfectionist. Three. My mother raised me to be meticulously clean; compulsively tidy. According to my mother, "You have taken this clean thing way too far." I disagree. Apologies to my mother.
Nature or nurture? Who knows? Who cares? I have not been diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Nor would I label myself a Cleanaholic. Or a Germaphobe. My world though, is definitely a unique place. One where doors open magically. Hotel mattresses are pristine. And estheticians never double dip.
I live in this world without a bubble or a honeycomb mask. About 15 years ago I got tired of catching the flu du jour and became ever more so hygienically vigilant -- perhaps obsessively so.
You could just have The Mercer store your clothes until you come back next time and buy new in Miami. Just a thought.
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