I don’t know how to iron, I actually make things worse by adding creases to it. I am ashamed to admit that because of this inadequacy, I sometimes leave the house looking a bit frumpled. And besides, some things like silk and thin cashmere, can’t even be ironed. I bought a giant stand up steamer years ago, but who has the time to hook that thing up in the morning when you’re already running late? Of course, I just send everything to the dry cleaner, only to leave it there for a month because I keep forgetting to pick it up. OK, my life isn’t as disorganized as I’m making it sound, but if I can just get my clothes to be nicely pressed, it would make a huge difference. The My Little Steamer