I thought I was clever buying an affordable cashmere/silk dress, which I wear over jeans. Would be soft, cosy, warm, I thought. I was right, it is. But it also pills. Ergh.
Refusing to buy one of those battery operated pill removers sometimes spruiked in shopping centres I remembered that pumice stones are supposed to work. So I tried a gentle pumice on the offending item and declare the result to be me: 1, offending item: 0.
So now all my recalcitrant woollen troops have been given the once over and are fit to be marched publicly again. Nothing like wool peace.
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