Dec. 23, 2008
The Perfect White Load
It always fascinated me, watching my mother fold her whites. They sparkled, no matter how old. My father's undershirts would be as white as the day she bought them.
Years later, I looked at my family's dingy socks and greyish pillow cases, wondering where I went wrong. So, being the incredibly bright person I am, I decided to ask mom her secret.
(This reminds me of the commercial where the mother cuts the leg off the turkey to roast it. My grandmother used to cut the end off a roast. We wondered about that for years until my mother asked her what that was all about. Expecting sage answers like "it improves the juiciness" or "helps to flavor it better", we were gobsmacked when she told us that she hadn't really ever thought about it, but that her mother's roasting pan had been to small and her mother began cutting ends off. Tradition my ass. Necessity is the mutha of invention.)
My mother shared her secret and my white loads of laundry have sparkled since that day.
Wash your load of white laundry first. Use laundry soap and make absolutely sure you use nothing else. No softeners or bleaches.
And...make sure the load is white. Not grey and white or pink and white or a blue shoelace thrown in. White clothes only.
Wash through once on warm/cold.
Then, do the same load with a small amount of laundry soap and a cap or three of bleach.
Sparkly whites....like the background of the page you're reading. Blind you whites. Need sunglasses whites. Amazing.
Apparently bleach has a habit of setting dirt. I don't have all the science studies to back this claim up, (science slaves will just have to deal) but I have a shitload of whiter-than-white whites.
So, there you have it. Not a clever or funny or hearttouching blog post, but incredibly useful information.Happy laundry day!
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