Do you think the widespread acceptance of linen wrinkles is just collective Stockholm syndrome, or is there a genuine aesthetic appeal to looking permanently rumpled? It's fascinating how linen has managed to rebrand what would be a defect in any other fabric as a sign of effortless cool. I've always suspected that the people who swear by linen are just better at pretending they don't care about looking like they slept in their clothes. The real compromise might be in convincing yourself that the wrinkles are part of the charm, rather than admitting you've been duped by marketing. Either way, we all end up looking like we've been through a mild laundry accident for the sake of a breeze.