Don’t Tell My Husband, Another Use for Mustache Trimmer

I actually had permission to use it, but not in this way.

I admitted to my husband that I got tired of plucking the fine, thin hairs between my eyebrows and I wanted to borrow his mustache trimmer to remove them. (Eventually, even fine, thin hair thickens and turns dark.)

He said, “Okay.”

But I found another use for it!

My winter coat, see http://wp.me/pKNzn-nG, is white and washable. It didn’t survive the holidays without a spot, or two, and I decided it was time to wash it.

I was disappointed when I took it out of the washer and noticed black pills along the edge of the sleeves. It made the coat still look dirty. I borrowed David’s mustache trimmer, again, and trimmed those little pills off. The trimmer is safer to use than a regular razor blade.

The little, black pills were trimmed off of the sleeve on the left. They are still visible on the sleeve on the right.

The little, black pills were trimmed off of the sleeve on the left. They are still visible on the sleeve on the right.