To My Towel, With Love
Some might consider it frivolous to love a towel as much as I do. If those people have never been fortunate enough to experience your luxury, they can’t understand.
When you first came into my life this past Christmas, I will admit, I was skeptical. Your rough pile, not unlike a loofah, did not feel like you would be gentle on the warm, clean skin of my body. I will admit when I am wrong, and I was wrong.
Crafted of 70% linen, 30% cotton, and 10% shrinks (shrinks, I assume, means love, and should say 100% because you are pure love) but, you had me at linen.
Your website says,
Linen is an ecological choice. Ground water is saved, since linen requires no irrigation. Instead, it uses rainwater to grow. The cultivation of linen maintains the healthy diversity of the ecosystem.
Rainwater! Now that is a secret ingredient all products should contain, making you excellent for the planet. As if I needed another reason to adore you?! To top it off, you add this picture on your website. What man does not imagine himself in that scene, and what woman can resist a towel as good looking as that?
Your softness is my inspiration. You look like you are going to be rough and hard, but you are soft and cozy. Much like myself. It helps that we are both Finns. I feel a kinship with you. If your tag read, “Made in Russia,” I might revolt. Instead, we formed an unbreakable bond that only a towel and its owner can forge. Sisu* strong my friend. Sisu strong.
Your subtle birch-bark design reminds me of saunas, camping, and enjoying the lake. Bringing that to my daily life completes my showers with an earthy, fresh air feel. You are a ray of sunshine amongst the tile and glass. You know what I need.
Thank you for six months of faithful service. I see a lifetime of love in our future.
Your clean, dry, friend,
*Sisu is a Finnish word meaning, among other things, extraordinary determination and courage in the face of adversity.