Saturday, May 4, 2019

Learning to Love Linen

I recently purchased two linen shirts. If you haven’t tried linen, the shirts feel extraordinary. They breathe wonderfully.

Linen has been used as clothing fabric so long that you can’t help but wonder if this isn’t what our ancestors felt as they dressed for the day.



If there is a disadvantage to linen, you’ll likely find it just as you’re pulling your shirt from the dryer. Linen is a highly opinionated cloth. That presents its own wrinkle, if you will.

I have credentials. I am no novice in the clothing maintenance game. When I left high school, I attended a six-week-long Government-funded course in the domestic arts. People in oddly shaped hats loudly extolled the virtues of hospital corners, aligning shirt plackets with trouser flies and belt buckles, the necessity of gleaming footwear of any variety, and a good haircut.

By this point in my life, I can probably iron a sharp crease into an I-beam. Linen, however, is not so easily swayed. I’m quickly developing a measure of empathy with my friends who have curly hair. Some things are going to do what they are going to do. Subject closed.

Linen almost always looks like it just awakened from a nap. It’s casual. Like a good ponytail. In fact, if you’re a ponytail fan, you’ll love linen. Think of it as a long-sleeved scrunchy. Just that comfortable and just that good.