It is ironic that I who hate labels nonetheless sew them into my own linens, and feel a little thrill of pride while I do it. Partly it’s because it is The Law, but I enjoy flouting the law in other areas (who just walked the length of the Golden Gate Bridge on the “BIKES ONLY” side, braving four stops by construction workers and one by a sympathetic policeman?*)
I sew them in the most unobtrusive places I can find – inside a seam, at the bottom corner of sheets – because my feeling is that once my customers have the stuff home, and on their beds or windows, it is theirs, not mine. On napkins and tablecloths I go further and use sticky labels which can be removed altogether.
I cut labels from all sorts of things, especially coats and jackets where they show -does anyone else share this preference?
* The east side which is shared by walkers and cyclists was closed that day, so what did they expect? I was prepared to argue but barely had to – none of them was going to arm-wrestle two respectable dames to the ground. We just smiled and said the other side was closed, what were we to do?