When I was in grade school, we had to use liquid-ink cartridge pens. We also had to wear white button-front shirts.
Tissues in the laundry are no big deal, believe me.
We had actual fountain pens with bottles of ink for refills. Dresses have, by nature, more fabric to get in the way of spilling ink...
Yeh, it was kinda funny, actually. I haven’t done the tissue-in-the-pocket-in-the-wash thing for a lot of years.
But confined to a small space like my bathroom, which also has very dark floors, it looked like big fluffy flakes of snow. Then I decided to give it a twist and put a giant in there.
As my Favorite Son said on Saturday, “You really don’t get out much, do you, Ma?”