One by one was it their turn and gosh! Some started shining as if they were new, some got even softer then they already were!
It cooled a bit down here in the summer so after I was done with each piece I put it on and took a good glance in the mirror with some good lighting. I feel so fortunate that my brain is programmed to enjoy satin in a way only a few will understand (but everyone hanging out here obiously knows). In the past this was something I wanted to get rid of, but the older I get the more I can appreciate it.
If you get the chance and you don't do it as often as I do, iron your satin