Annabelle Fox: "What's that"
Kathleen Kelly: "That's a handkerchief. Oh. Oh my. . . Don't you even know what handkerchiefs are? A handkerchief is a kleenex that you don't throw away. See? My mother embroidered this for me with my initials and a daisy because daisies are my favorite flower." (From You've Got Mail)
My mother didn't embroider this one for me, but it does have my initial and some sweet little flowers. This pretty handkerchief arrived in my mailbox yesterday. What a happy surprise!
A few months ago when we weren't sure what was going on and if we'd be moving or not, I started boxing up the non-essentials. My vintage hankies were one of the first things to be packed away.
Last week when I had my raging cold and used almost an entire box of kleenex in a matter of a couple of days I started pining for my kerchiefs. My friend Kitty posted a photo of some she had found at an estate sale on her blog and I admired them and wished I knew where mine were.
Then today, this arrived along with a thoughtful, happy little note. I love it. I'm going to tuck it into my purse and use it to dry tears--little boys' or my own, wipe faces or hands, clean smudgy glasses, tie back hair or let small boys wrap up treasures to carry around when we are in a waiting room.
My grandpa, who is 97, has used handkerchiefs his whole life and my husband has taken to using them too. I think there is something so quaint and useful about a pocket handkerchief--charming, even. (As long as they are washed regularly!)
What's your take? Are handkerchiefs to be used practically or are they outdated or simply decorative?