They don't. Call me that, that is. Still, I couldn't resist borrowing the old song lyric to describe the trio of ruffly yellow blouses hanging in my laundry room.
Although I hate doing housework, I love doing laundry. I always have, ever since I was about twelve. I think it's because sorting my clothes reminds me of creating outfits. Sometimes I'll really get into accumulating a load of just crazy prints or all warm or cool colors. (Hey, we all have our quirks.) So, that's why the yellow blouses called to me, compelling me to offer this glimpse into my laundry room.