When did basics become persnickety?

I recently replaced some basics in my closet (you know how I love to organize the closets!) and I seem to have purchased some very "non-basic" basics!  My life consists of a pretty heavy dog walking rotation, a decent amount of grocery shopping, around horses more often than people, and a whole gaggle of errands and appointments that keep my Corporate Wife title firmly in place (this is no complaint... this is just my life, people).  I mean, I do clean up nice when I need to - but for the most part you will find me in some seriously comfy clothes.

Back to the non-basic basics.  It turns out that my nifty, fabulous, make me soooooo happy new kick around yoga pants (yeah, I don't actually DO yoga, I just like the clothes a whole lot) are highly flammable and cannot, under any circumstances, be placed in a clothes dryer.  There is actually a tag with a combusting flame on my care and handling tag.  Okay.

And those super-soft and cozy t-shirts I just got, that have arms long enough for my 6ft. wing span and are just the perfect shade of grey... well apparently they have to be dry cleaned.  That's right.  There are now t-shirts in the world that are dry clean only.  I went online to research the brand (a bit late, perhaps) and there are plenty of posts of washing woes.  They rip.  They shrink.  They have a cult following.

My basics are going to be a real pain in the ass I predict.

Oh... and a Dutch person really pissed me off today:)