Prior to becoming a work-at-home mom I saw the clerk at the dry cleaner more than I saw my parents. Ninety-five percent of my professional wardrobe was “dry clean only,” which meant I visited my local dry cleaner at least twice a week. All in all, I would consider myself one of the lucky ones–save for a single nasty episode where I took my favorite winter coat to be cleaned and never got it back–I had pretty good luck dealing with my dry cleaner. However, there is the dreaded flip side of having someone else clean your garments—broken buttons, ruined … Continue reading →